Watching Taichu and Ye Lin leave, the old man silently shut the great iron gate, then silently walked into the cave. Ten thousand meters beneath the ground, everything finally fell silent.
"This is Taiheng's place of seclusion. Go and give it a try."
Taichu and Ye Lin stood in a grassland. At its center stood a thatched hut; across the entire vast prairie, there was only that single hut.
This was Taiheng's own independent space. Very few people could enter, and Taichu happened to be one of them.
What had happened to Taiheng back then had become his true pain. No one dared mention it—not even Tai Du dared bring it up. That matter was Taiheng's true reverse scale.
Once anyone dared touch Taiheng's reverse scale, Taiheng would recognize no one. Back then, Tai Du had tried to help Taiheng move on, but in the end, they had still fought.
Even Taichu did not dare mention this matter before Taiheng. If Ye Lin wanted the Five Lives Stone, he would have to bring it up again.
Taichu had no confidence in his heart either, afraid that Taiheng would go berserk over this matter.
"Does it have to be the Five Lives Stone? Though there is only one Five Lives Stone in the entire Eastern Continent, there are plenty of treasures with the Five Lives Stone's properties. Your master has one here."
Taichu looked at Ye Lin before him and said with a frown.
The Five Lives Stone was exceedingly rare. Of all those known in the Eastern Continent, only the one in Taiheng's possession existed. Yet the Five Lives Stone's defining trait was that it could transform into all manner of objects.
Moreover, whatever it transformed into, it would possess that object's divinity and aura. The higher the grade, however,