As Lie Zhankuang told his story, Chen Changan gained a rough understanding of what had happened back then.
The villagers and Snow Demons here had already been around before Lie Zhankuang arrived.
According to Lie Zhankuang, they all seemed to worship a god called the Snow God.
The Heavenly Pool was the Snow God's abode. The villagers called themselves the Snow God's followers and had guarded the place for generations, all to keep anyone from disturbing the Snow God.
The Snow Demons were the same.
When Lie Zhankuang showed up and accidentally entered the Heavenly Pool, a villager happened to see him and mistook him for the Snow God.
"Whatever the case, something must have been here before you."
"Otherwise, how do you explain this barrier?"
"You've lived here for thousands of years. Haven't you found anything?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
After entering the passage, Chen Changan hadn't found any other routes. It ended at this stone chamber.
But he didn't believe it could be that simple.
"I had the same doubts at first."
"Honestly, I've spent all these thousands of years exploring, hoping to uncover the secrets of the Heavenly Pool."
"I wanted to claim this opportunity too. Maybe my cultivation would've made a huge leap, and I'd have reached the Great Emperor Realm."
"Then I'd have given Long Wuqi that ugly bastard a proper beating!"
"Damn it, he's ugly, and he won't even let people say so. Tell me, isn't that infuriating?"
It was plain to see that even after all these thousands of years, Lie Zhankuang's hatred for Long Wuqi hadn't faded. If anything, it had only grown.
"Enough. I get that you're frustrated, but can you get to the point?" Chen Changan said helplessly.
"The point is, after all these years, I haven't found