To evade the Desolate Clan's pursuit, they had hidden underground, where the darkness shut out even the sky. Watching the sheer cliffs of the primeval forest plunge sharply downward and water droplets fall from the karst cave, I shook my head and gave a bitter laugh.
They were born with powerful talents, yet they were actually content to drift with the common tide. Should I say I was angered by their lack of ambition, or admire them for following the ancient teachings?
Before long, we wound our way through countless twists and turns before arriving at a spacious section of the karst cave. Sparse Spirit Clan residents appeared there, staring curiously at me in my bizarre attire.
It seemed that being brought here already meant I had earned the trust of the entire Spirit Clan. It was clear they trusted their own warriors.
Not long after, a woman who was not particularly tall appeared before me, led by a group of white-robed, three-eyed clansmen. She wore a simple black robe.
The moment I saw her, I nearly blurted out the name "Han Shanshan." She looked far too much like her—she was practically a younger version of Han Shanshan!
"Clan Leader, this is the divine being who claims to have descended from the heavens. He is searching for the one who can create all things..." the elder said without concealing anything.
The Spirit Clan's young female clan leader, who looked just like little Shanshan, studied me before giving a faint smile. "I am the one you seek, the creator of all things. Divine being descended from the heavens, you came for the Primordial God, didn't you?"
My heart jolted. Looking at this little girl who resembled Shanshan, I could not believe she somehow knew what I intended to do.
"That's right."