Fu Qingqing's eyes widened at this, deep suspicion filling them. "First the Black Banner from the Five-Colored Divine Banner, and now the Soul Control Divine Altar and Six Paths Coffin. Why are all my clan's treasured artifacts in the hands of you two?"
Lu Feng cast Fu Qingqing a cold glance, with no intention of explaining whatsoever.
In his current indifferent state of mind, he could not be bothered to explain anything.
Seeing this, Tang Yuan hurriedly spoke up. "I told you, they were all coincidences. Old Lu discovered the Ancient Desolation Altar and Six Paths Coffin in a secluded little village called Worryfree Village. As for the Black Banner, he obtained it through a chance stroke of fate."
"A little village... Worryfree Village..." Fu Qingqing murmured. Her expression suddenly turned grave. "Was that the place where the Esteemed One brought Xue Er back from?"
Tang Yuan nodded instinctively.
Fu Qingqing froze, then gave a sorrowful, bitter smile. "The Esteemed One had not searched in the wrong place after all. The secluded dwelling place of Rain Lord, one of our clan's predecessors, really was there..."
"Rain Lord?" At those words, Huo Yu's figure suddenly surfaced in Lu Feng's mind. Yet the term "predecessor" brought another wave of desolation.
Anyone addressed as a predecessor clearly did not belong to this age. They had not lived in the same era. Any hope Lu Feng had held of seeing Huo Niu, Huo Yu, and the others again was utterly shattered.
Fu Qingqing explained, "The ancient texts of our clan say that a predecessor once came from the outside world and entered our clan to devote herself to cultivation. When she had achieved mastery, she took these two treasures to seek revenge, but never returned. The two treasures were lost ever since."
"A clansman