Owing No One

The methods Li Qingyun had mastered could lead straight to Ancestral Return Realm Stage Nine, even to a realm comparable to the Body Root Fruit. This was an ancient memory bequeathed by the instinct of the Eternal Soul Corpse.

The last humans needed greater strength if they were to stubbornly survive.

Otherwise, even going to the Mother River to sell incense could cost them their lives.

"This!" Shi He stared intently at the supreme methods recorded in the stone book, growing excited once more.

She knew just how precious these methods were.

Perhaps, she secretly thought, they could use them to make humanity strong again, even overthrow the terrifying Wei Zu Heaven in the end.

The decline and destruction of the Great Thousand human race were absolutely inseparable from Wei Zu Heaven.

Every human born in Stone Valley naturally bore the mission of continuing the bloodline and overthrowing Wei Zu Heaven.

Unfortunately, only she remained in Stone Valley now.

After handing her the stone book, Li Qingyun seemed to sense something. He looked at the ring after ring of graves in the darkness outside and softly asked, "Will anyone be born in Stone Valley after you?"

His divine sense detected a faint thread of life force in a small grave within the Eighth Ring, carrying the air of budding new life.

But it was far too fragile, far too elusive.

To his senses, that wisp of life was like a candle flame wavering in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.

So this was how Stone Valley's descendants had been born generation after generation.

This place was not merely the last refuge where humanity endured. It was also a self-sealed place of reincarnation, mysterious yet unconsciously tinged with something eerie.

Perhaps beneath Wei Zu Heaven, everything in the