C219 The Land of Heritage

The old man's spirit is bright, his face is old, but he's mighty, and he's holding a black and white, strange-looking spear.

"Senior." Diwu Gudu could sense a different kind of life force coming from the old man's body. It wasn't as vast as a Monarch Stage, but it was like a flickering candle flame that was drifting in the air.

"Do you know what this place is?" The old man said with a smile