We couldn't understand these wildmen's language. Now we were in trouble!
Xu Yin hurriedly asked, "Mr. Qin Yuan, what do we do now? Fight our way in?"
"No." Qin Yuan shook his head.
The moment he spoke, although his words were in a language the Ape-Headed Wildman could not understand, an invisible power translated them inside the wildman's mind.
For a moment, surprise and delight mingled on the Ape-Headed Wildman's face, and he said something to the wildmen beside him.
The next second, the wildmen began cheering and leaping for joy, seemingly welcoming their honored guests.
"Mr. Qin, what is this?" Ge Long asked.
Qin Yuan beckoned. "They seem to be welcoming us. Let's follow them."
He decided not to reveal that he could understand their language for now.
Anyone capable of such a feat of translation had to be a deity. Coupled with what the Ape-Headed Wildman had said, this convinced Qin Yuan that some deity's legacy existed here.
The reason he had been chosen was not complicated, either.
Of their party of nine, he was younger than everyone else, yet the strongest. Clearly, he met the threshold for a deity's choice of successor.
As for which deity was behind this, or how powerful that deity was, Qin Yuan currently knew nothing.
Led by the Ape-Headed Wildman, the party of nine entered the village.
The wildmen in the village, young and old alike, studied them with peculiar looks. They seemed welcoming, but mostly marveled at the sight of people from another race.
Soon, under the Ape-Headed Wildman's guidance, they arrived before an enormous building.
The building stood a hundred feet tall, and its construction materials were incomparably hard. Clearly, it was not the work of these wildmen.
Moreover, until they arrived before this great hall, none of them had