Watching Yumu's bewildered expression, Shen Fan's heart sank.
He knew Yumu was most likely telling the truth. He genuinely didn't know that other civilizations had once appeared in this Origin World!
But if it wasn't the Hongyu Clan, then how had the True Martial Civilization suddenly vanished a million years ago?
Had another powerful clan from the Realm Sea harvested this Origin World?
Or was there some other hidden truth?
Too many questions crowded into Shen Fan's mind, but he didn't have enough information to search for answers or piece together the truth. All he could do was set them aside.
"Fine. If you don't know, then forget it. Let's talk about those so-called prodigies of your Hongyu Clan instead!"
Shen Fan brusquely changed the subject.
Yumu gave Shen Fan a doubtful look, then nodded. "My Hongyu Clan may not be among the most powerful True Spirit Races in the Realm Sea, but we're definitely not among the weakest, either. We're somewhere in the middle.
"As for those named prodigies of my clan, there's no need to even mention their talent and aptitude. They're at least several leagues ahead of me. More importantly, the resources they enjoy are beyond our imagination!
"Before they turn a thousand, they reach the True Realm. Before they turn ten thousand, countless among them break through to become True Lords!
"Of course, the prodigies descending this time won't be the ones who've already broken through to True Lord. Usually, they're still in the late True Realm or at the True Realm Peak."
Shen Fan raised an eyebrow. "That weak? Aren't you worried they'll bite off more than they can chew?"
Yumu's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Don't get the wrong idea. They're my clan's prodigies, not ordinary clansmen like me. Every one of