"Spirit race?" Sixty thousand years ago? "A supreme power at the True Immortal Stage and above?"
"How could there be no records at all? This is too strange!"
The night was as silent as water. Wei Suo and Li Hanyi continued to move towards the Northern Mang Ruins, while the green-robed old man's incredulous screams continuously rang in Wei Suo's ears.
After the horned little girl pretended to leave first, Wei Suo let all the other miner prospectors follow behind him to leave first. At the same time, he took out the Ghost Tank from his bracelet.
Wei Suo told the green-robed elder everything that he had heard about his conversation with the little girl with a horn on her head. The green-robed elder was also extremely shocked; he had never heard of any records of the Sect Leader of the Skysplit Sect or the Spirit Race.
"She's back." Wei Suo's voice was still calm as he softly said this sentence.
At this moment, a purple stream of light came out from the forest not far behind him. It headed in the direction where he and Li Jianyi were.
"Kid, you better ask him again. Maybe he has some kind of shocking secret." Because this little girl's perception was extremely strange, she seemed to be several times more sensitive than a supreme cultivator. She could even hear sound transmissions. Thus, after the green-robed old man said this, he immediately fell silent.
"You came back so quickly. Aren't you afraid that those cultivators didn't go far enough, or were they afraid that they would see you with me?" The little girl with a horn on her head was extremely fast. Soon, she was not far from Wei Suo.
"I'm afraid that you will not keep your promise and will secretly run away." The little girl grinded her teeth, showing no signs of being an ally.
"What's your name?" Wei Suo was not angry.
"This is a private secret. I have the right not to answer." The little girl was very proud.
"Alright, I'll call you Sister Steel Teeth." It's all right with you.
"You! My name is Ling Tian! " The little girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth. If she could bite Wei Suo, she would have at least bitten him a few times already.
"Alright, then it's the Exquisite Heaven." Wei Suo did not argue with this little girl with horns on her head. Right now, both parties felt that the other had ill intentions, and no one knew how long this relationship between the two could last, so Wei Suo seized the moment and asked: "How do you know so much about the Northern Mang Ruins? "What is your relationship with Bei Mang and why are you in the Spirit Stone mine?"
"There's no harm in telling you. The reason why I'm here is because a huge battle happened between us and our enemies in this place." It was also because of that battle that Bei Mang became completely ruined. " The little girl's eyes flashed with a golden light. She did not look at Wei Suo, but instead looked in the direction of the Northern Mang Ruins.
At this moment, the jade talisman from the Jin Clan Ancestral Hall was only a thousand li away from the Northern Mang Ruins. However, there were no clues within the darkness of the night. Only a few tall ancient mountains could be seen.
"Because of this battle, North Mang was reduced to ruins! There are other Spiritual Clans? " Wei Suo and the green-robed old man both sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling extremely shocked.
It was said that Bei Mang was a sect that had existed since the creation of Tianqiong. Many shocking powers had appeared in the past, and it was actually because of this battle that Bei Mang had disappeared? Moreover, the so called Spirit Race wasn't limited to just the little girl. There were many more?
"Could it be that the so-called Spirit Race … is the ancient demon cultivator who disappeared?! " The green-robed old man suddenly thought of a possibility. He forgot that the little girl who called herself Ling Long Tian might hear it and couldn't help but exclaim in Wei Suo's ear.
"This artifact spirit of yours is quite knowledgeable and knows about ancient demonic cultivators." The little girl heard the green-robed old man's words directly, and she seemed to have long sensed his existence, so she wasn't surprised at all. She only looked at the place where Wei Suo was holding the Ghost Pot, and arrogantly said, "But you should know, Ancient Demonic cultivators weren't born into human forms, and our Spirit Race were born into human forms."
"I got it!" Your Spirit Race is the descendant of an ancient Demon Cultivator who became a Dao-companion in the form of a Greater Demon! " The green-robed old man cried out in shock, as if he had just awoken from a dream.
Golden light flashed in the little girl's eyes, but she did not say anything. It was clear that she agreed with the green-robed old man's words.
"No wonder she said that the starting point of a Spirit Race's birth is far higher than cultivators!" He took a deep breath and tried to compose himself.
Previously, from the ancient books and conversations with the green-robed old man, Wei Suo had learned that long before the world had collapsed and the heavens had formed, there were also many spirit beasts in the world. Some of them had comprehended cultivation methods while the ones with intelligence were called ancient demonic cultivators, like the Yang Fat Bird, Blue Luan, and the Ancient Celestial Dragon. As for Diremonster Form, it referred to a powerful cultivator in the form of the Cengngré.
According to the records, the divine abilities of those who cultivated the Greater Demons of Manifestation, were all at least on the same level as those of a Divine Mystery Realm expert. The Spirit Race was actually the descendant of a Dao-companion formed between a Transforming Diremonster! To cultivators, this was equivalent to the children of a Daoist couple who were both Deities. This kind of parents were both Divine Profound experts, their status was naturally even more revered than Xu Qianyuan, and the opportunities they received were definitely even more astonishing than those of Xu Qianyuan, the Young Master of the Divine Profound Realm, who only had his father at the Divine Profound Realm.
"Since a Spirit Race like you exists, how can it not be recorded? This is definitely not something that can be explained over time. " Since it had already been completely discovered, the green-robed old man didn't even try to conceal his shock as he directly asked.
"Our Spirit Race is not numerous, and we can only interact with some super powerful experts. Just like the Ancient Celestial Dragon and the mysterious powerful demonic beasts in the Endless Wilderness, not even the Divine Profound experts can come into contact with them. Naturally, there are no records of them."
"Can you guys enter and leave the Skies?" Wei Suo asked.
"Some are fine, some are fine, I can do it anyway." The little girl glanced at Wei Suo. "So, you can forget about using the Sky Vault to get rid of me."
"Motherf * cker, aren't you afraid of being treated as a high-level demon beast by the Great Cultivator?" Even if those great powers recognize you as a Spirit Race, I'm afraid that you have quite a bit of research value and might even cut you into pieces to study. " Wei Suo thought about how this little girl was pestering him and might actually be following him all the way. Even though he knew there might be some benefits, he still had a headache and could not help but curse.
"Of course I have a way. You don't need to care about it." The little girl rolled her eyes at Wei Suo. It was obvious that she did not have a good impression of Wei Suo as well, as she showed her sharp little canines.
"You are the descendants of a Transforming Demonic cultivator. Then, what is the origin of your opponent, and the bloodline of the severed arm's owner?" Weiser asked.
"This question has nothing to do with you. I don't want to answer it." The little girl clenched her teeth and said straightforwardly.
Wei Suo rolled his eyes, but did not argue with her. He continued to ask: "Then is Bei Mang on your side, or your enemy? Are you fighting with the owner of this arm? It seems like you have lost this battle? "
"Both sides suffered." The little girl seemed to be unwilling to talk about the past, so she spoke in an extremely simple manner.
"Before the war ended, I suffered a fatal injury and used the Unparalleled Rebirth Technique. I sank into the ground and was dug out, only then did I wake up. As for the spirit stones and spirit veins, I don't know when they formed, but they trapped me inside them." The little girl seemed to know that Wei Suo would not give up, and even asked why she was in the Spirit Stone mine.
"Then what about the grey bracelet and the stone tablet?" However, it was clear that Wei Suo still hadn't given up on the sequence of events of this battle as well as the strange things related to her. He continued to ask this question.
This bracelet belongs to me in the first place, but we know that not far from that place is the mausoleum of one of North Mang's great emperors. Northern Mang has a great ability to borrow my bracelet, mausoleum restrictions, as well as some nearby terrain to lay down restrictions to deal with our enemies. The little girl clenched her teeth and was thoroughly scared. "You don't need to ask about this battle. This is the last question I'll answer about this battle."
"This guy isn't easy to deal with." Wei Suo felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. All sorts of things like the Supreme Revival, the grey bracelet, the stone tablet, and so on all gave people a terrifying feeling. Perhaps this little girl's cultivation just hadn't returned yet and was far from her current level.
"What level of cultivation did you have previously?" Wei Suo immediately asked.
"What, are you scared now? This is my * *. I won't tell you. " The little girl looked at Wei Suo with disdain, gritting her teeth as if she had seen through him.
"I don't think he's that good either. Otherwise, he would be afraid of some branch. Wei Suo braced himself and intentionally said this sentence while looking at the little girl's reaction.
"You!" The little girl looked like she hated Shi Mu so much that her teeth were itching. However, she didn't refute him.
"It would seem that that is indeed the case. Even though I used to possess astonishing cultivation, I was unable to restore myself in a short period of time." The little girl's expression let Wei Suo see through it and his heart relaxed.
"That piece of gold the size of a house, what is its origin? Do you know the inscription on it?" Wei Suo seized this opportunity to try and gain some benefits. He extended his hand and pointed, directly condensing a few words on that strange golden shard.
"That is a fragment of a strong treasure from the ancient times. It is of no use anymore. It is just that it is said that there are many cultivation techniques and techniques recorded on it." However, your words are a secret message from that ancient sect. In my time, there might have been people who knew it, unless … " As the little girl spoke to this point, a golden light flashed in her eyes, but she stopped.
"Unless what?" Wei Suo asked immediately.
"Unless you can help me find traces of the lost arm. If that branch inherits well, perhaps some of them will understand this secret text." The little girl squinted her eyes and said.
"You are not a public servant?" Wei Suo was a little doubtful.
"I told you, if anyone is lying, they will be hacked to death by the heavenly tribulation." The little girl said in disdain, not even looking at Wei Suo.
"Have you seen these words before?" With a tap of his hand, Wei Suo took out the strange characters from the Eastern Wastelands Sect's ancient manual.
"Where did you get these words!" The moment the little girl saw Wei Suo's words, the expression on her face suddenly changed, revealing her sharp teeth. She was extremely excited and wanted to pounce on Wei Suo and pinch his neck.