At these words, Shu Lichuo slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze held a trace of surprise, but that was all. She had no desire to say much to Bai Yu, though his guess still left her inwardly shaken.
Indeed, the Demon God Seal itself was one of the Shu Li Tribe's tokens. The information Bai Yu had learned was not wrong either. Before she rose to power, the Shu Li Tribe had lived poorly, even forced to swallow humiliation and make every concession just to survive.
But it was not because they did not strive hard enough. The Shu Li Tribe had been born with a curse. While that curse shortened the lives of its people, it also prevented most of them from ever breaking through to the Integration Realm.
She alone had relied on her talent to shatter the curse in their bloodline. Likewise, she was the youngest chieftain in the history of the Shu Li Tribe.
From the previous chieftain, she had learned the true nature of the Shu Li Tribe.
The Shu Li Tribe had originally been the guardians of the Demon God Tomb—the place where the Abyss of Return lay—a force secretly cultivated by the Demon God, unknown to all.
When the Ancient Demon Court perished, they initially continued to guard the Demon God Tomb faithfully. But with the establishment of the Royal Court, the fortune of the Ancient Demon Court was completely severed. As the tomb keepers of the Demon God Tomb, they suffered a backlash as well, becoming wandering ghosts cursed in body and soul.
To preserve the command of the Abyss of Return, after the curse struck, the chieftain of that generation led the Shu Li Tribe away, concealing their names and living on in hardship.
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