Previously...
Sikong Jing spoke of a legend within the Willow Race—that the strongest willow tree in the world was in the Ancient Spirit Race.
The Ancient Spirit Race had originally been one of the supreme races of the Vast Cosmos Great World, and so on.
Yet before Zhe Ying could get a clear answer, Sikong Jing had already taken him into the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall and left with him. Zhe Ying had spent only half an hour inside the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall, yet he felt as though the entire world had changed.
To Zhe Ying...
Sikong Jing's sudden appearance had seemed, again and again, to overturn everything he knew.
He did not know where he was now.
He only knew that Sikong Jing had caused havoc in the Ancient Spirit Race, rescued him, and taken him away. He only knew that his bloodline had been purified.
At that moment, Sikong Jing sat cross-legged before the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall...
Hearing this, Sikong Jing opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Of course it's true. And what I told Ling Dao and the others was merely the tip of the iceberg. Do you want to know what the Ancient Spirit Race of old was like?"
Naturally, Zhe Ying nodded again and again. He wanted to know more than anything.
"Then first receive the inheritance belonging to your Ancient Spirit Race's ancestor, Longfir Emperor. After that, I'll tell you all about it slowly."
As Sikong Jing spoke, he extended a finger and pressed it against Zhe Ying's brow.
He passed all of Longfir Emperor's inheritance to Zhe Ying.
Zhe Ying understood very clearly that this was the Ancient Spirit Race's ancient cultivation method Sikong Jing had used earlier to control troops. Like Spirit Gull, he was utterly stunned when