Dijun: Even Without That Sword, I Can Still Wipe Out the Witch Race! Jieyin rubbed his forehead.
Junior Brother, that explanation would have been better left unsaid.
"Senior Brother Taiqing, Senior Sister Nuwa, please don't take offense."
(Whether by the order in which Hongjun accepted disciples or by rank among the disciples, Nuwa was Jieyin and Zhunti's senior sister. Nuwa became Hongjun's disciple after the Three Pure Ones, and she was a disciple, while Jieyin and Zhunti were Registered Disciples. The Three Pure Ones were Personal Disciples.)
Jieyin grabbed Zhunti and hurriedly withdrew their Saintly Sense.
Nuwa and Taiqing's Saintly Sense remained silent over Kongtong Mountain for a long while before they too returned to their respective dojos.
All Saints deduced the Heavenly Secrets, hoping to locate the Kongtong Seal, but in the end, they found nothing.
The Kongtong Seal... had vanished.
The Kongtong Seal had appeared in the world, yet in the end, it had not fallen into the hands of any Saint.
Its whereabouts became a mystery as well.
At the same time.
Martial God Realm.
The Kongtong Seal tore through space, carrying incomparably vast Humanity Path might as it landed in Cangyuan's hand.
Cangyuan had already suspected as much.
The Spiritual Treasures rewarded by the system were probably not created from nothing. They had likely been snatched from the Prehistoric World.
Perhaps they had been ownerless, or perhaps they had been taken from their original owners.
"So this is the Kongtong Seal?"
"A jade seal coiled by nine dragons. It looks pretty imposing."
After playing with it for a while, Cangyuan suspended the Kongtong Seal within the Martial God Hall of the Martial God Realm, where it would be nourished day and night by the Human Race's Destiny.
The Kongtong Seal began as a Supreme Innate Spiritual