Wang Daoyuan brought Wen Xuanhai down beside the spiritual spring in the middle of Wind-Guarding Mountain.
Above the spiritual spring lay a broad, gentle slope. In the future, the ancestral temple of the Wang Clan on Tianfu Island would stand at the center of the slope, with important buildings constructed around it.
On the slightly lower ground east of the slope, an Assembly Hall would eventually be built as a place to prepare ceremonies and receive guests.
For now, there was only a cave there, and the actual buildings had yet to be erected.
Out of habit, Wen Xuanhai released his divine sense to inspect the island.
At this inspection, several beads of cold sweat actually appeared on his forehead.
He clearly sensed something powerful within the volcanic crater, neither human nor demon.
It plainly possessed Spiritual Power Fluctuations and waves resembling divine sense, yet it had no life force. Its cultivation had absolutely reached the sixth order.
He had also noticed that Zhou Luan's cultivation had broken through to Spirit Transformation. She could casually produce three Spirit Transformation combatants, so the force behind her was certainly no simple one.
Looking at the Wang Clan cultivators, every one of them possessed outstanding talent. A Spirit Transformation Cultivator could discern a person's approximate talent and bone age with divine sense even without the aid of a magical artifact.
Among the two hundred younger cultivators, even the least gifted had Three Spiritual Roots with a Primary Spiritual Root exceeding six inches. There were also more than ten with Five-element Spiritual Roots and Dual Spiritual Roots.
Wang Delin's talent in particular greatly shocked him. A Heavenly Spiritual Root combined with a spirit body—such a genius was rarely seen even on Mysterious Ice Island.
Wang Daoyuan brought him into a stone chamber. After activating