After observing the mural for a while, Zhi Gong unconsciously walked toward it to examine it from a closer vantage point.
Only upon drawing near did she discover just how exquisitely crafted the mural was. Every line was so natural, especially the expressions in the figures' eyes.
The Yuqing Sect cultivators were clearly detached from worldly desires; the Taiyin Cultivators looked as though they were calculating something, and most of them were furtively glancing at Jiutian the Saint in the center of the mural. Aside from revering the Saint at the center, the Demon Race looked down on everything else. The gigantic beasts filling the sky possessed simple minds but immense power, and they stood closest to the Saint.
"According to the scene depicted in this mural, the Heaven Sect should have four factions. Those gigantic beasts throughout the Demon Race ruins also belong to the Heaven Sect." Zhi Gong spoke with Wang Ping through the connected puppet bird.
The puppet bird's green-glowing eyes were currently fixed on a spirit snake coiled around the Saint. Beside the spirit snake was a Blue Feather Night Owl.
Wang Ping, receiving all of this through the puppet bird, found countless thoughts racing through his mind. After a moment, combining it with the information he already possessed, he formed a rough guess.
The Heaven Sect truly should have had four factions—or, more accurately, four races. The reason the older generation of Yuqing Sect and Taiyin Sect cultivators looked down upon Human Way cultivators was largely because their origins differed from those of Human Way cultivators.
This was also the limit of cultivation that Lord Xiaoshan's projection had mentioned before. Without the corresponding origin, one could not advance to the Fifth Realm. That was why Xuanqing had fused with Ridge Mountain's consciousness: for its origin.