Compared to treasures worth fifteen billion units of Eternal Crystal, what Li Yuan wanted to know even more was why this Ancient Spirit Tribe had kept attacking him.
Logically speaking, a team with strength like his should not have been subjected to repeated assaults.
"The reason?"
In the distant void, a hint of hesitation flashed through the eyes of the Black Ancient Spirit named Huoluo. Then he said in a low voice, "Fine. I won't hide it from you. In truth, Quasi-Saint Xinyuan, you probably already have some guesses."
"It's attraction," Huoluo said solemnly.
Attraction? Li Yuan fell into thought.
Beside him, God Emperor Juexing and the Starry Sky God Emperor both revealed puzzled looks.
"I imagine you all know that if we Ancient Spirits kill cosmic cultivators like you and devour your divine bodies,"
"and souls, we gain many benefits. It drives the evolution of our origin and allows us to step into higher levels." Huoluo looked toward Li Yuan.
"Mm." Li Yuan nodded.
This was also the root cause of the endless ages of conflict between the Ancient Spirit Tribe and cosmic cultivators. And in the foreseeable future, there was no way to resolve it. The cosmic powerhouses wanted the treasures gathered by the Ancient Spirits.
The Ancient Spirit Tribe wanted the lives of the cosmic powerhouses.
There was no right or wrong to speak of. Strength reigned supreme; the victor became king, and the loser was condemned.
"Normally speaking, the stronger the cosmic cultivator, the greater the benefit to us after killing them," Huoluo said. "But you are completely different. In terms of realm, though your strength is formidable, you are still only a low-tier Quasi-Saint. Logically, an Emperor Realm Ancient Spirit should gain nothing from killing you."
Li Yuan listened.
Ancient Spirits could evolve by killing