"A sinkhole, a magical treasure?" Lu Xiaotian was secretly aghast. Even he had seen only a few scattered words about magical treasures in a handful of ancient texts. Just how high had the Qinling Emperor's cultivation reached?
"Could a single magical treasure really seal away the entire main force of the Devil Race? Surely this treasure needed magical power poured into it to unleash such immense might. Without magical power, wouldn't it be like a tree without roots? How could it have suppressed the Devil Race's main force until now? And what happened for part of the Devil Race to break free now?" Lu Xiaotian quickly recovered from his shock and asked.
"Fallen Demon Pool actually has many passages leading to the outside world. They're easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even the sinkhole sealed only the main passage from Fallen Demon Pool to the outside. My people were responsible for patching its gaps and plugging the smaller routes from Fallen Demon Pool to the outside."
"This is Fallen Demon Pool. In theory, the demonic energy should be surging, making this place unsuitable for human cultivators to live in for long. Without Spirit Stones, spiritual energy, and spirit-growing creatures, how could your people have endured here for so long?" Lu Xiaotian raised another question.
"You might not believe me, but this sinkhole can draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own, forming a blessed land beneath Fallen Demon Pool. There's no shortage of spiritual energy or spirit-growing creatures, which is how my people have endured to this day. The sinkhole has tremendous power to draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it can naturally sustain itself."
Even with Lu Xiaotian's extraordinary resolve, he was left speechless for a long while. A treasure