"Di Rong?"
Chu Ming murmured to himself, imagining how Di Rong must have dominated the entire cosmos during his lifetime. Unfortunately, even such a legend has now turned to dust.
"The master is dead and buried in the deepest parts of the cosmos. Now I am merely here to accept disciples on his behalf. If you perform the kneeling rite in front of me, you can become a nominal disciple of the old master!"
The Artifact Spirit said indifferently. It then quietly looked at Chu Ming. Hearing this, Chu Ming immediately kneeled on the ground, performing the three kowtows and nine obeisances rite.
"Good. You are now considered a nominal disciple of the old master. However, when you walk in the cosmos in the future, remember never to reveal your relationship with the old master. Otherwise, even if you become a Divine Dao mighty one, you will still die without a burial place."
The Artifact Spirit slowly cautioned.
