"Hahaha, I'm willing. Why wouldn't I be?"
A deep and hoarse laugh came from Gui Wu's throat.
"Tell me. What do you want to know? I can tell you everything I know."
Lin Qiye did not dare to believe it when he saw how straightforward Gui Wu was.
After all, no matter what he asked, there was no way to confirm whether Gui Wu was lying to him.
"Tell me about the basic situation of your race first. If I think you're lying, don't even think about knowing anything about me."
Lin Qiye could tell that Gui Wu was indeed curious about his power.
It had almost become an obsession. Even at the last moment of his life, he still could not let go.
Gui Wu glanced at Lin Qiye and snorted. He did not refute Lin Qiye's words but instead explained his question.
"I'm from the sky-devouring clan. The people of this world have many names for us. Devouring realm demon, woeful disaster, destroyers. They are all synonymous with us."
