Xiangliu.
When he heard that name, Fire Cloud Evil God frowned. As one of the Administration Bureau's highest consultants, his authority naturally gave him access to a vast number of Divine Land's secrets.
A martial artist was not necessarily born clever, but once one reached his level of strength, his six senses would naturally have developed to an extraordinary degree.
His memory suddenly became clear because of the name Xiangliu.
It was said that, dissatisfied with the current state of the demon race, the Xiangliu clan—one of the lineages passed down from the ancient demon race—had once launched a revolution... In the end, the movement concluded with the Xiangliu clan's crushing defeat.
In the end, the Xiangliu clan used the merits they had accumulated since ancient times to preserve the last trace of their bloodline... But that final descendant had to be banished from the Divine Land forever.
This matter had been personally handled by the True Dragon of Shenzhou.
After that, there had been no further news concerning the Xiangliu clan.
"You're Xiangliu?" Fire Cloud Evil God asked tentatively. "The last descendant of the Xiangliu clan, the one who was exiled back then? How did you end up here?"
The kind-faced man's gaze remained calm.
He even held his palms together before his chest. His appearance truly resembled that of a high-ranking monk who had attained the Dao and been deeply steeped in Buddhist teachings.
He slowly said, "Since you know about the Xiangliu clan, your origins must be far from simple. You have no demonic aura, nor any magical power... That is a martial artist's true force. I once heard that there was a powerful martial artist in the Divine Land who challenged the Dao-Demon Alliance alone and was known as Fire Cloud. I presume that is you,