The man in gray was immensely powerful, surpassing the level of a World Master. But in Li Xuan's eyes, he was still as weak as an ant, and controlling his soul and consciousness was effortless.
"What's your name?"
Li Xuan leisurely sipped his tea and asked.
"Shen Qi!"
"Ranked seventh?"
"Yes. Among the Divine Lord's followers, I rank seventh."
"How many of you are there in total? What's the highest rank?"
"Thirteen. There are thirteen of us in all."
Li Xuan nodded. From Shen Yi to Shen Shisan, these were the Unchanging Divine Lord's true confidants: thirteen experts who had surpassed the level of a World Master.
The other guardians and elders of the Unchanging Divine Palace were not core members. The ones truly carrying out the plan were these thirteen.
"Tell me. Where did you come from?"
Li Xuan continued questioning him.
Shen Qi pondered, seemingly recalling the past. "We were all exiles from Taihao, banished to this chaotic, unchanging land, where the sky was dark and the sun never shone... The Divine Lord was an exile too, but he was different. He was far too powerful. In the Unchanging Land, he gathered us exiles together and allowed us to survive..."
As Shen Qi spoke, Li Xuan gained a clear understanding of the Unchanging Divine Lord, as well as some knowledge of what lay beyond the Unchanging Land.
The people of the Unchanging Divine Palace were all exiles. But apart from Shen Yi through Shen Shisan, most of the other World Masters had already died once. Their remnant souls had attached themselves to true spirits in the Unchanging Land and reincarnated as humans, though most of their memories from the past had been lost.
But not every World Master had come from Taihao as an exile. Some were native