"What did you mean by that?"
Ōtsutsuki Heng raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle.
"The Ghost Language Clan is far too unusual, and the only place that can resist its infiltration is the Ancestral Hall."
Ōtsutsuki Heng gestured for Kitahara Kaede to look at the small courtyard.
This was the Ancestral Hall, a place that could completely withstand the Ghost Language Clan.
"So just now, you suspected that I was one of the Ghost Language Clan?"
As he spoke, clear anger entered Kitahara Kaede's voice.
Ōtsutsuki Heng nodded and said solemnly,
"The Ghost Language Clan must be guarded against!"
That was the attitude even the Grand Elder of the Stone Mountain Clan held.
He was truly curious just how powerful the Ghost Language Clan had been.
After disappearing for so long, the Stone Mountain Clan still had an Ancestral Hall specifically meant to deal with them!
Kitahara Kaede looked at Ōtsutsuki Heng.
"Why are you so afraid of the Ghost Language Clan?"
"Afraid?" Ōtsutsuki Heng sneered.
"We aren't afraid of them. We were the ones who drove them out."
Kitahara Kaede's eyes flickered.
"May I know why?"
"Why not? It isn't much of a secret."
Ōtsutsuki Heng sighed, as if he had recalled something unpleasant.
Then, he opened the doors of the Ancestral Hall.
He gestured for Kitahara Kaede to look outside.
The Ancestral Hall stood atop the Stone Mountain Clan's Stone Mountain.
Stone Mountain itself was a lofty peak, so they could see a vast stretch of the Upper Realm.
Ōtsutsuki Heng looked at the peaceful Upper Realm.
"When the Ghost Language Clan was still here, things were nowhere near as free and peaceful as they are now."
"The Upper Realm was merely built upon the ruins left behind by the previous great war."
Suddenly, Kitahara Kaede saw