"Regarding the Divine Cauldron Sect, what you fellow Daoists know is no different from what my sister and I know. We learned it all from the various texts passed down in the Dark Sea Region. As for the Divine Cauldron Sect, that is merely a name passed down through the ages. Whether its sect was actually called the Divine Cauldron Sect is impossible to verify.
"As for the sect that enshrined seventy-two statues, my sister and I had never heard of it. At least, there was no such record in our Blue Star Sect. Whether it was a sect power from another sea region or a super-island was something we could not say."
After pondering for a long while, the two female cultivators exchanged a glance. One of them spoke, her face showing that she had no answer.
"Fellow Daoists, we never saw what those statues looked like. It is not impossible that the statues in these halls were all of the same person." As the female cultivator spoke, a sharp gleam flickered in Zhehao's eyes, and he voiced his opinion.
Zhehao was indeed a sea clan member, but he absolutely belonged to the exceptionally intelligent sort. The fact that he had attained profound mastery of The Path of Formations already set him far above ordinary sea clan members.
Hearing Zhehao's words, everyone could not help but freeze for a moment.
His words were not without reason. Although everyone had inspected dozens of halls, the statues within them had taken on various forms—some seated, some standing—but they had not seen the actual features of a single one.
"There are still five halls here sealed by restrictions. Once we break through them, the questions in everyone's hearts should be answered."
With a gloomy expression, Yang She looked toward a towering hall