"Who's there?"
Startled by the sudden voice, Long Ao jumped.
He immediately stopped his attack on the Qilin Emperor's coffin and scanned his surroundings warily.
Long Ao noticed that the army of skeletons had completely vanished. All that remained was a mass of emerald-green light sitting in the center of the room, in the shape of a person.
"Who are you?"
"You've entered my territory and you're asking who I am? How interesting."
Long Ao was shocked. He wasn't an idiot; he understood the implication and blurted out, "You're the Heaven-Burning Emperor?"
The ghostly light laughed heartily, seeming quite pleased. It nodded and said, "That's right. I am indeed the Heaven-Burning Emperor. You truly surprise me. Not only did you manage to make it this far, but you're also a Dragon Martial Artist. Excellent, excellent."
