"The myriad races of the Three Realms were originally all mortal creatures incapable of cultivation.
"Ultimately, they only gained enlightenment and cultivated by stealing the bloodline of your Spirit Race."
As that voice fell silent, Chu Sheng froze where he stood.
His Piercing Delusion Golden Eyes still showed no reaction.
That meant every word the other party had said was true.
What truly shook him to the core, however, was another matter that suddenly came to mind.
Only by forging a world with True Spirit Bloodline could one break through to the Immortal Realm.
With both pieces of evidence confirming each other, it seemed... everything this fellow had said was true.
Could he really be a member of the Spirit Race?
Just as countless thoughts raced through Chu Sheng's mind, that voice spoke again.
"When you recited the incantation just now, did you feel anything?"
Chu Sheng subconsciously shook his head.
"No... How could there be nothing...?"
That voice muttered to itself, filled with confusion.
"Could it be that no Spirit Venerables remain alive in the Spirit Race? Or perhaps..."
The voice grew softer and softer until it was nearly inaudible, as though it had sunk into deep self-doubt.
After a long while, the voice finally sounded again.
"Try again."
"This time, don't merely recite the incantation. In your heart, imagine breaking the seal."
Chu Sheng frowned in confusion. "What difference does that make?"
Would it work just because he thought about it?
Did they take him for some kind of Mind Elemental?
He had wanted to become an Immortal Emperor from the very beginning, but he still had not broken through.
"Whether there is a difference or not, you'll know once you try."
"No matter the outcome this time, I will tell you about your origins."
At those words,