You Can't Learn It

Chen Luo returned to the Ancestral Tomb. His trip down the mountain had not taken too long.

The battle atop the Holy Mountain continued, and the Leopard Tribe had also been eliminated. The clan's only ancestor at the Early Void Return stage had been poisoned. In a one-on-one duel, he was defeated by Great King Huang Hu of the Tiger Tribe. His heavily wounded body was devoured by Great King Huang Hu, his bloodline refined into medicine.

The Spirit Transformation clan chief and several elders had vanished without a trace. This Twelve Demon Races clan, once ranked near the top, had fallen from grace and become one of the bottom-tier factions.

Several clashes had also broken out among the Six Great Demon Saints on the mountain.

The Dao of the Demon Race had also been awakened by these people. The entire summit of the Holy Mountain was enveloped in an aura of destruction.

Chen Luo stood by the pool water.

After bringing the sword qi under control, he used the newly acquired Stone Mother Empress brain from the Demon Race Ancestral Tomb. With the Stone Spirit's assistance, the destroyed areas of the valley rapidly recovered. Even the blasted pavilion repaired itself. The pool water was guided back into its course and returned to its original state. Even the nearby river embankment had been restored to its former appearance.

Other than the material having changed from wood to stone, there was no difference anywhere else.

This let Chen Luo witness the usefulness of special brains once again.

"True Person."

Butterfly Woman, Purple Jade, and the other three stood respectfully before Chen Luo. The first time Chen Luo returned to the mountain, he had sent them word.

With the sword qi stabilized, all that remained was to break through in cultivation.

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