Ninth Gate
Jun Changxiao was just as curious about the connection between the Yuhun Tribe of the Upper Universe and the Soul Clan of the Lower Realm. If he wanted to know the inside story, he had to learn their history.
As it happened, the Golden Soul powerhouse they had captured, Song Dehen, had been born into a prominent family and had read extensively since childhood. They could learn quite a lot from him.
The Yuhun Realm had a long history stretching back over a million years, and the Yuhun Tribe was considered one of the more ancient clans in the Upper Universe.
Its creator was the Soul Ancestor.
It was said that his strength had been terrifying enough to swallow heaven and earth, sun and moon.
The Soul Ancestor had been obsessed with Martial Dao all his life. Only when the end of his lifespan drew near did he marry and have children. After the baptism of time, the Yuhun Tribe had grown into the hundreds of billions it was today.
"Bullshit."
Jun Changxiao interrupted, "The stronger one's Martial Dao Realm, the more one suffers heaven and earth's punishment. How could he have had nine sons in just a hundred years?"
"Our ancestor once obtained a secret art that allowed him to ignore heaven and earth's punishment and reproduce as he pleased," Song Dehen said, his eyes brimming with reverence.
Like the Devil Ancestor, the Soul Ancestor was regarded as a lofty god within his own clan.
Speaking of that unlucky Devil Ancestor, he was rather missed. Jun Changxiao wondered whether he was living well in the Star Spirit Realm right now.
"I see."
Jun Changxiao said, "Keep going."
"Our ancestor's nine sons were all peerless geniuses as well. While spreading their branches and leaves, they actively strengthened the