"In the ancient Primordial World, there was a divine beast called Unspeakable. It neither lived nor died, neither ate nor drank, and its lifespan was endless."
With a soft whisper, Han Muye reached out and grabbed the jade-colored horn.
The message from the goat horn was indeed from the ancient desolate divine beast, Qianyang.
A glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
There were too many secrets in the world that could never be fully explored.
The Five Sheep Pavilion was a major force in the commercial world, not only running its own business but also entangling with various forces, allowing it to gather information from all sides.
This was beneficial to Han Muye.
"Perhaps we need to have the divine beasts from the Southern Wilderness bring the Nine Lives Cat Clan here."
Putting away the horn and wine jug, Han Muye conjured a small jade conch in the palm of his hand.