Samoyed chuckled bitterly and nodded.
How could he not know that surviving was a stroke of luck?
Han Xing continued, "Samoyed, you mentioned that your Blade Armor Demon Race has a floating island base in the Land of Divine War, right?"
The Blade Armor Demon nodded, "Yes, master."
Han Xing asked, "How many years have you been settled here?"
The Blade Armor Demon recalled for a moment.
Then he said, "Back to master, it's been about three thousand years."
"That long?"
"Yes." Samoyed replied honestly.
Han Xing nodded and continued, "So how did you find this place?"
Hearing this, Samoyed thought for a bit, then answered.
"Three thousand years ago, there was a place in the void called Scale Armor World."
"On a certain day, a high-tier demigod wandered out of the world barrier and began a journey of void wandering."
"Then, it was caught by a group of powerful beings and spent years as a slave, suffering greatly."
