"What?!"
Both Mo Wangchen and Mu Ruqing were taken aback by the white dog's words, "The White Saint Emperor who fell in the God Burial Tomb before the ancient era?"
"Woof! I didn't expect anyone would still remember this emperor!"
The white dog looked smug, "But who told you that this emperor had fallen? That's nonsense, which little brat made up that rumor? Let me out quickly, and if I'm in a good mood, I might give you some creation power."
"How did the White Saint Emperor turn into a dog? Who are you trying to deceive?" Mo Wangchen was clearly not falling for it.
Moreover, this was a figure from before the ancient era who dazzled a generation and had been missing for millions of years. Rumor had it that the last appearance of the White Saint Emperor was when he entered this God Burial Tomb.
"Woof woof woof!"
