A palace that was a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure was warm in winter and cool in summer, and its spiritual energy was also extremely dense. It even seemed able to gather spiritual energy on its own.
This was indeed Ye Haicheng's first time seeing a palace-type heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.
The Soul-Nourishing Wood on the painting scroll gave off an even more refreshing fragrance.
Only, at this moment, Ye Haicheng felt somewhat disordered in his mind. He did not know how many years it had been since he had felt this way.
Any decision now was definitely far harder to make than seven hundred years ago, when the Ye Family had still been a Foundation Establishment and Purple Palace force.
Back then, counting mortals, the Ye Family had only numbered a few hundred thousand people. Now, even without counting mortals, they had several hundred thousand clansmen, let alone affiliated demonic beasts and subordinate forces.
It was precisely because of the pressure that his question just now had actually been imperfect.
That had allowed the other party to find a point to break the deadlock.
But he would not regret it either. After all, learning that the other party had the ability to break through realm boundaries was already extremely crucial.
As for Feng Chan's words, he naturally would not believe them all. If he could silence him, then of course he would silence him. Only then could the Ye Family keep the secret.
Moreover, this kind of spiritual root cultivator was also extremely difficult to find, and it could not be one of the Ye Family's own people.
So he did not answer immediately. Instead, he sent a voice transmission to Ye Xuecang and Ye Qingnian outside.
He tried it, and his voice transmission was not cut off.
After sending the transmission,