Chapter 867 Red Rock Emperor!

"This is an altar built by the Gana Tribe a hundred years ago."

"It was built specially for us."

Just as Rocky was completely engulfed by the mist, able only to see the steps beneath his feet, a man's voice suddenly emerged near his ear.

"Who's there!"

Hearing the voice, Rocky instantly felt a chill down his spine. Already on high alert, he immediately turned around and swung the scythe in his hand fiercely as he shouted. Unfortunately, the strike only sliced through the dense mist, leaving a fleeting gap that quickly knitted itself back together—there was no trace of a person at all.

Yet, though Rocky saw no one, the voice came again.

"The Gana Tribe—have you heard of them?"

The voice reappeared by his ear, prompting Rocky to turn back again in haste. This time, he saw the silhouette of a man standing in the midst of weapons!

"Who are you!"