As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took out another Jade Slip.
"Sixty-three thousand years ago, you reached Immortal King Ninth Grade, but you remained unable to take that final step."
"With your aptitude, you had no hope of ever reaching the Heavenly Emperor Realm."
"But at some point, you suddenly disappeared. When you returned, your aptitude had undergone a qualitative leap, and you successfully entered the Heavenly Emperor Realm."
"At the same time, every living being in three Small Worlds, one hundred and eight million li away from the Dustless World, perished."
"Judging by the method, someone must have shattered them with a mighty technique."
"Can you tell me how those three Small Worlds were destroyed?"
Faced with Chen Changsheng's questioning, Wu Chen said nothing.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng continued, "Ever since you took on the Heavenly Mandate, the number of high-level cultivators in the Dustless World has more than doubled."
"Although the Dustless World's average cultivation level has risen, its average lifespan has fallen considerably."
"More interesting still, anyone who catches your eye dies an unnatural death before long."
"Every time a group of people perishes, your cultivation rises a notch."
"Could you please tell me what is going on?"
As Chen Changsheng pressed him at every turn, Wu Chen's hands trembled even harder.
After waiting several breaths and finding that Wu Chen still refused to speak, Chen Changsheng said with a smile,
"If you won't say it, I'll say it for you."
"More than a hundred thousand years ago, I encountered the Uncanny for the first time. Back then, the Uncanny was still very primitive."
"Their only means of strengthening their hosts was to consume the hosts' vitality."
"Feeding the Uncanny with anything else required rather stringent conditions."
"The process essentially involved using a special bloodline to filter it.