บท 1037: Chapter 646: The Turtle and the Medicine

In the tomb's spacious passageway, piled high with thick green stones, the old man initially hesitated for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

The hesitation stemmed from the gravity of the matter, even causing him to shudder all over, his scalp tingling, unsure whether he should reveal it or not.

The nod was because he suddenly realized that he was currently a prisoner, and even if he wanted to conceal the truth, he had to consider whether his life could withstand the consequences.

He could sense that if this person beside him decided to act against him, probably a mere thought could suppress him, grinding him to dust without leaving even his bones behind.

Who in the Immortal Domain could be that strong, when even his disciples are of the Red Dust Immortal caliber? It's unimaginable.

If he were to speak of the anomalies within the Immortal's Tomb, perhaps this person might have a method to resolve them.