Hearing the Monkey Spirit King's words, Luo Zheng felt puzzled.
"The Four Spirits Sect was an invincible existence in the Main World. Why would it still have to retreat into the Chaos World?"
That was what Luo Zheng understood from the Monkey Spirit King's words.
There had likely been some kind of crisis in the Main World.
Before that crisis descended, the Monkey Spirit King had no choice but to lead the Monkey Spirit Sect away.
Moreover, they had been given ample time to prepare for the evacuation. They had even specially built the ark-like Ghost Mountain to carry away all kinds of living beings from the Main World.
But who could possibly threaten the Four Spirits Sect?
The Monkey Spirit King sighed softly. "Because a calamity descended."
"What calamity?" Luo Zheng asked.
The Monkey Spirit King then uttered a phrase.
In a voice filled with rhythm, it spoke a Sanskrit phrase.
"It was a kind of disaster. That was what we called it in the Main World, but I don't know how to express it in your language," the Monkey Spirit King said.
Luo Zheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "The Sanskrit term the Monkey Spirit King mentioned refers to a calamity of time and space? A disaster that crosses time and space..."
Hearing this, the Monkey Spirit King examined Luo Zheng once again.
As the sect master of the Four Spirits Sect, it was rare for anyone to astonish it twice in succession.
Without the help of the Four Spirits Sect, beings from the Sub-Worlds could never have understood Sanskrit.
"You're a living being from the Chaos World. You can understand Sanskrit?" the Monkey Spirit King asked.
Luo Zheng shook his head. "I didn't understand it directly. I deciphered it..."
When Luo Zheng