"The fourth-generation Great Prophet of our race, Jiu Xiang, inherited the pioneering achievements of three generations of Great Prophets. Yet after our race entered the primordial wilderness, he was also our true pioneer.
'Take Great Zhou as our teacher and strengthen ourselves' was proposed by the fourth-generation Great Prophet Jiu Xiang. Nearly all of our race's current institutions were advanced one by one by the fourth-generation Great Prophet Jiu Xiang," Great Prophet Jiu Yan continued telling Ye Zhen in a low voice.
"Our fourth-generation Great Prophet, Jiu Xiang, was the only Great Prophet of our race who lived out his natural lifespan and passed away in meditation. His disciple, Jiu Xi, became our race's fifth-generation Great Prophet—and also my master."
At this point, Great Prophet Jiu Yan wore a miserable expression. "As for me, this prophet of a fallen nation, I cannot be counted among them."
Hearing this, Ye Zhen let out a long breath, rose to his feet, and slightly cupped his hands toward Great Prophet Jiu Yan. "Thank you."
Great Prophet Jiu Yan hurriedly stepped aside and repeatedly said that he dared not accept it.
Ye Zhen did not insist. For what Jiu Yan had said today alone, he deserved this salute.
"Your race's first-generation Great Prophet, Jiu He, died mysteriously. My master, Lu Li, also fell at the hands of the three Dao Ancestors of the Heaven Temple. Because of this, your race obtained its sole Xiantian Spiritual Treasure—a fragment of my master's personal supreme treasure, the Great Heavenly Secrets Mirror.
Following this thread, your race's first-generation Great Prophet Jiu He was absolutely connected to my master Lu Li's death. Do you know any further details about the mysterious death of your race's first-generation Great Prophet Jiu He?" Ye Zhen suddenly asked.
Great Prophet Jiu Yan shook