"Hehe, I am neither human nor ghost," Beiwang said with a slight smile.
"Dad, what is all this about?" Ye Wudao felt that everything had overturned his understanding.
"Hehe, my son, what you see now is just a Divine Sense I left behind," Beiwang explained with a smile.
Divine Sense!
Ye Wudao had heard in Kunlun that only warriors above the War King level could cultivate Divine Sense!
However, to condense Divine Sense into a body and maintain it for years!
This must have surpassed the realm of a War King.
"Son, you've grown up, already a big lad, and seeing you fills me with relief!" Beiwang showed a benign expression, looked at Ye Wudao, and chuckled, "Dad knows you have many questions. Are you curious why this place is an empty tomb?"
Ye Wudao nodded vigorously.
"Because Dad offended a terrifying power! So, I prepared my own tomb in advance!" Beiwang said with a smile, pride curling at the corners of his mouth, "Unfortunately, they did not kill me!"
