On the way back to his residence, Zhao Xuan kept his brows furrowed, deep in thought.
"That was definitely a fluctuation of Divine Sense, but why did it come from the White Tiger statue? Could Mubai's ancestors have some connection to a beast god?"
According to Sky Azure Bull Python's account, the war between Beast Deities and human deities had ended in a resounding victory for the human deities, who had completely taken control of the Divine Realm.
The Beast Deities had nearly been wiped out. Even if any remained alive, they would not dare show themselves and could only hide away in some dark corner to nurse their wounds. They could never openly appear in the human world, much less have human descendants.
"So that statue doesn't belong to a Beast Deity. That mysterious deity merely has Divine Sense attached to it. Then what relationship does he have with the Dai family?"
Zhao Xuan felt a headache coming on. The waters of this world ran far too deep. So many things lay buried beneath the surface, only to be unearthed during some unwitting adventure.
Before he knew it, Zhao Xuan had returned to his residence. Dai Mubai and the others had yet to leave. Half a cup of clear tea remained in the teacups, its delicate fragrance drifting through the air.
"Zhao Xuan, you're back?"
Seeing him enter, Dai Mubai and the others were all briefly stunned. Even they had not expected Zhao Xuan to return so quickly.
In truth, Zhao Xuan and the Dai Family's Great Ancestor had exchanged only a few baffling words, so it had naturally taken little time.
"Zhao Xuan, what did Mubai's elder want with you?"
Hermione stepped forward and asked nervously. She had seen the confused look on Zhao Xuan's face when he