'This is the Antique Forbidden Land?!'
Yang An looked stunned at first, but then it dawned on him, and an unconcealable joy spread across his face.
'This is the Antique Forbidden Land!'
'Doesn't this mean I don't have to waste any more time looking for the Forbidden Land? I'm already here?'
Yang An's reaction was not what the one-eyed figure had expected.
Although this place was rumored to be where one could obtain the Power of Rules, it was also a place feared by countless Cultivators.
He had thought that telling the man before him the truth—that this was the Antique Forbidden Land—would surely frighten him.
'So why is he smiling?'
The figure, once just a shadow, began to contort, completely breaking free from the restraints of the Dark Communication Secret Spell. One-Eyed looked down at Yang An condescendingly.
"This Daoist Master is an Insect Transformation Body! You delivered yourself right to my door, and this Daoist Master will make you wish you were dead."
