Chapter 1492

He had never imagined he would one day get lost.

"Young friend, what's wrong? Did you get lost?"

At that moment, a rough, booming voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Immediately after, a towering, burly man carrying a massive axe appeared near Luo Fu.

Threat! Threat! Threat!

The moment the burly man appeared, Luo Fu's perception began continuously alerting him.

It clearly told him the man was extremely dangerous.

With Luo Fu's current strength, the only ones who could make him feel danger were possibly Half-Dao-Level experts.

A burly man carrying a massive axe, and also a Half-Dao-Level expert—Luo Fu could think of only one possibility: the Primordial God Pangu.

Traveling back to the past, he first realized he was lost, then encountered the Primordial God Pangu.

Luo Fu felt his journey this time was simply too dramatic.

"Big brother, what should I call you?"

Though he had already guessed the Primordial God Pangu's identity, Luo Fu still couldn't help asking.

"You already guessed it, didn't you? I'm the one you suspected."

The burly man's booming voice rang out again; though he gave no direct answer, Luo Fu was now one hundred percent certain of the man's identity.

Yet after confirming it, Luo Fu's doubts only multiplied.

From his earlier words, it was clear the Primordial God Pangu knew him intimately—seemingly aware of his origins, and able to pierce through his thoughts.

"Are you the Primordial God Pangu? From your tone, it seems you know my identity?"

Luo Fu carefully weighed his words and asked cautiously.

"No need to be so careful. Your identity isn't much—just a time traveler. I have some understanding of the Time Dao."

The Primordial God Pangu waved his hand, signaling Luo Fu not to be so restrained, and also revealed why he knew Luo Fu's identity.

"Young friend seems unfamiliar with the surroundings. Come, let's go to my place, have a couple drinks, and you can ask questions later."

As he spoke, the Primordial God Pangu extended his left hand and placed it on Luo Fu's shoulder.

He vanished with Luo Fu from the spot, giving him no chance to refuse.

When Luo Fu came to his senses, they were already inside a cave dwelling.

"Come, drink with me."

The burly man immediately pulled out a wine jar and two wine bowls, shoved them into Luo Fu's hands without ceremony, then filled them to the brim.

A faint aroma of wine drifted from the bowls.

Being forced like this was something Luo Fu had never experienced before.

Yet Luo Fu made no resistance.

Because he could never defeat the Primordial God Pangu.

At once, Luo Fu picked up his bowl and drained the fine wine in one gulp.

Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.

He felt no intention from the Primordial God Pangu to harm him.