After an in-depth conversation with this giant of the Giant Spirit Race, Li Qing learned many things about the Tonggu Continent.
The giant was named Guli. He was at the middle stage of Spirit Transformation and was a born strongman.
The fleshly bodies of this race grew stronger along with their cultivation. They were somewhat like the Demon Race, yet understood far more Divine Abilities and Daoist Methods.
Moreover, unlike humans, every member of the Giant Spirit Race could embark on the path of cultivation. Spirit Roots would naturally be born within their bodies.
The Giant Spirit Race's individual combat power was also exceptionally formidable. They could easily fight one against many, and ordinary human cultivators of the same rank found it difficult to defeat this race in one-on-one combat.
Their sole weakness was their low reproductive ability. The higher their cultivation, the more so; it was exceedingly difficult for them to bear descendants.
Even today, the entire Giant Spirit Race on the Tonggu Continent numbered only a little over a million, gathered within their ancient Giant Spirit King City.
"I still have a mission entrusted to me by my clan. If you wish to go to a human city, travel southwest from here."
Guli pointed Li Qing in the right direction, then hoisted a bone club proportionate to his massive body and strode away with huge steps.
"Many thanks, Brother Guli!" Li Qing cupped his fists toward the Giant Spirit Race member in thanks.
With his back to Li Qing, Guli waved a hand and departed without looking back.
After watching Guli's retreating figure disappear, Li Qing turned around and looked toward the southwestern horizon.
He had been in the Spirit Realm for some time now. His most pressing task was naturally to completely recover from his injuries and