Convergence Hall.

Wu Xuechan gathered Chen Xi, Gu Yan, and Tu Meng together before he instructed them via voice transmission. “No matter what sort of dangers all of you encounter upon entering the Forgotten Grounds of Chaos, both of you must remember to follow by my Little Junior Brother, Chen Xi’s, side and obey his every instruction.”

Gu Yan and Tu Meng nodded seriously. “Don’t worry, Martial Ancestral Uncle.”

Wu Xuechan withdrew an ancient bronze box that was around 15cm long and had dense markings inscribed upon it, and he passed it to Chen Xi and said, “A’Liang is on the verge of awakening. Bring her along with you when you enter the Forgotten Grounds of Chaos.”

Chen Xi was stunned. Only now did he understand that the princess of the Primeval Micro Race, A’Liang, was lying within the box.

“Why?” Chen Xi couldn’t help but ask this question.

“When the Roc Daolord headed to the Forgotten Grounds of Chaos all those years ago, he wasn’t acting rashly, and he’d made all sorts of preparations. At that time, the thing he relied on the most was the Primeval Micro Race.” Wu Xuechan spoke in a straightforward manner. “Even though I don’t know what sort of use the Primeval Micro Race would be of upon entering the Forgotten Grounds of Chaos, since the Roc Daolord had done so, then there was definitely deep meaning behind his ac...