บท 218: My Name is Babata

In the marvelous, semicircular shaped hall, the black robed child's small white hand pointed at the center of the ground. Suddenly, a "CHICHI" sound rang, and the metallic floor suddenly split open, revealing a tunnel.

"Come with me"

The black robed child walked in front while Luo Feng followed behind.

"He wants me to go pay my respects to what master? The master that died 50,000 years ago?" Luo Feng was filled with confusion. But one thing was clear: with what the archaeological ruin has displayed so far..... it really wouldn't take any special trick to kill him. So Luo Feng could only forcefully suppress his curiosity and follow one step at time.

At the end of the tunnel, the black robed child leaped down, while Luo Feng also leaped after him.