Xu Ding couldn't shake the inexplicable sensation that he had stumbled upon the Thousand Hands race's well-guarded secret.
"Let's go and find that Thousand Hands member first!"
Xu Ding's gaze was solemn. Although he did not know why there were so many corpses of foreign races here, the most important thing now was to find that Thousand Hands member.
Only by finding it could he know everything here.
Despite the passage's length, as they neared the end, a door suddenly materialized before Xu Ding. From beyond it, agonized screams resounded.
"Kui Qi? No… You're from the Thousand Hands race! Why do you look like Kui Qi?!"
A voice emanated from the door, prompting Xu Ding and his companions to halt in their tracks. Xu Ding turned around and lightly pressed his palm downward, signifying that they should remain still.
"Royal bloodline of the Mandrill race, I've finally caught you!"
A hoarse voice came from "Kui Qi".
