The giant peered down at Rocky with big, dark green eyes. He didn't try to hurt him. It looked like he
was just curious.
"Who... are... you?" the giant asked in a slow, deep voice. From the way he spoke, it was clear that he
was not fluent in Rocky's language.
For a moment, Rocky hesitated. He didn't want to answer the question because he might say
something wrong and make the giant angry. The last thing he wanted was for the giant to attack him.
The aura the giant was emitting was extremely strange, and Rocky was afraid that the creature had
power that was equal to or higher than the Emperor Realm. Therefore, he remained cautious.
"Who are you?" Rocky asked in return after some thought.
"I'm... the Wind Monster..." the giant answered with some effort.
"Sir, I'm really sorry. I never meant to disturb you. I am here because I fell from the cliff. Could you
please tell me where I am and why you are here?" Rocky asked as politely as he could. He was pretty
sure that the giant didn't want to harm him.
"This is the holy land. I'm the gatekeeper. My master asked me to guard this place..." the Wind Monster
answered.
"This is the holy land? That means it's a forbidden land. Sir, are you going to send me away?" Rocky
asked hesitantly. He had no intention of staying here very long. After all, he didn't want to risk a fight
with the giant in front of him.
"No, you can stay here. You have the aura of my master," the Wind Monster answered calmly.
"The aura of your master? Is your master..." Rocky trailed off. At the mention of the Wind Monster's
master, Rocky thought of the headless corpse in the Martial Spirit Graveyard that was also the master
of the Scarlet Heaven Jade. If they were the same person, that meant that the master of the Scarlet
Heaven Jade had a deep connection with the royal family of the Shura Race. Otherwise, how could he
have ordered the Wind Monster to guard the holy land of the Shura Race's royal family?
"You have my master's aura so you know where he is." All of a sudden, the Wind Monster was looking
at Rocky expectantly.
His gaze made Rocky hesitate. But he couldn't hold the news back forever. "I do. He is dead."
"Dead? That's not possible. My master is the king. He has an immortal body. He can't die..." The Wind
Monster was starting to panic. A violent aura that was equal to the strength of a high-grade Spiritual
Emperor filled the air. Rocky steadied himself and held his hands up to the Wind Monster to calm him.
"Why would I lie to you? Rocky replied.
"No... My master isn't dead..." Growing more irrational, the Wind Monster stomped his huge feet
against the dirt. The whole area trembled, sending sand and stones flying.
"Calm down, sir!" Rocky shouted over the noise.
"Who killed my master? Was it you?" the Wind Monster accused, staring at Rocky with wide,
threatening eyes.
"No... No. It wasn't me..." Rocky shook his head firmly.
"Then why do you have his aura?" the Wind Monster asked in a deep voice. The killing intent he was
emitting became thicker, like he was preparing to attack Rocky.
"Because your master's power merged with me..." Rocky answered honestly.
"What?" The Wind Monster tilted his head to the side. He walked closer to Rocky and started slowly
circling him.
Rocky stayed completely still. He plastered an innocent look on his face and let the Wind Monster think
it out.
After a long time, a loud thump was heard and the Wind Monster was kneeling and bowing to Rocky.
"Greetings, master..."
"Well... I'm not your master." Rocky looked sheepishly at the Wind Monster.
"You share my master's power, which means you are my master's successor. That makes you my next
master," the Wind Monster said. Already, he was more fluent with his words.
"I see." Rocky noticed that the Wind Monster was a loyal creature. If he continued to reject it, they
would have trouble communicating. So, he asked the Wind Monster, "How long have you been here?"
"I don't know..." the Wind Monster replied, shaking his head.
"Did your master give you any instructions before he left?" Rocky had always wanted to know who the
mysterious corpse was, but he had never gotten the chance. Now, he had accidentally entered the holy
land of the Shura Race's royal family and met the mysterious corpse's loyal servant. He needed to ask
as many questions as he could. It was obvious that he was meant to come here.
"He asked me to guard this place until the day he returned. Unfortunately, he can't do that now," the
Wind Monster answered in a sad voice.
"Didn't he tell you what you should do if he didn't come back?" Rocky probed.
"He said that I should tell the secret of the holy land to the first person who comes here and make him
the guardian of the holy land," the Wind Monster replied.
"That person would have required guidance from your master to get here. That means that I am that
person!" Rocky finally understood that it was not a coincidence that he came to the holy land of the
Shura Race's royal family. Fate had arranged everything.
"Yes."
"Okay. What is the secret of this holy land?" Rocky asked.
Before the mysterious corpse had disappeared, he had asked Rocky to take back the throne for him.
And now, the Wind Monster was telling him that the mysterious corpse was the king of the Shura Race,
so Rocky assumed that the mysterious corpse was the king who had once ruled the Shura Race. He
must have been taken away from the throne and died. The former holy land of the Shura Race's royal
family had been deserted for hundreds of years. That meant that the mysterious corpse also died a few
hundred years ago and the Wind Monster had been in the holy land for at least that long.
Rocky reckoned that the secret that was hidden in the holy land could overturn the rule of the Shura
Race's royal family.
"The secret is in the Holy Sun Palace. Please follow me..." the Wind Monster said.
He led Rocky out of the area they were standing in and they traveled along a winding, stone path. On
either side of the path, there were high walls.
After many steps, Rocky had to squint his eyes because a beam of very bright, dazzling sunlight was
hitting him in the face. The closer he got, the more his eyes adapted. There was a palace that was a
hundred meters high in front of him. It was showered in bright light.
"I didn't expect the holy land of the Shura Race's royal family would be this pure and holy..." Rocky
commented to himself. The Shura Race cultivated the evil spiritual power, yet the holy land of the
Shura Race unleashed a holy vibe. It was the complete opposite.
Rocky had a faint feeling that the secret might be able to answer the questions that he had been
holding close for such a long time.
"Master, come up." Rocky looked up to find the Wind Monster bending down and pointing at his
shoulder.
"Are you taking me up there?" Rocky asked.
The Wind Monster nodded in response.
Without any hesitation, Rocky jumped on his shoulder.
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