Stowing Away into the Vast Sea Realm

Liu Yuanchen was somewhat astonished. He had not expected Ao Ming, that old fellow, to possess such an exalted status.

Ancestral Dragon's great-grandson—undeniably a close member of the imperial line.

The later Four Dragon Kings of the Primordial World's seas were likely relatives within five degrees of kinship to him.

Although Ancestral Dragon had many direct descendants, having such a status in a backwater like the Origin Spirit Realm was truly no easy thing.

"It seems that if I want revenge for that spear strike, I really will have to wait a long time."

Ao Ming was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

"Could it be that Your Divine Majesty has fought the God-Slaying Spear?"

Liu Yuanchen shook his head and roughly recounted what had happened earlier in Xunwind City.

Ao Ming seemed to come to a realization. "That devil should have cultivated some secret art that lets him communicate with the God-Slaying Spear.

"If it were the true God-Slaying Spear, the entire Origin Spirit Realm probably could not withstand the might of a single strike."

"During the Dragon-Han Calamity, such methods were not uncommon.

"Some weak races possessed only a single Innate Spirit Treasure for their entire race, perhaps even merely an Acquired Spirit Treasure.

"Their inheritances were also relatively feeble, making it difficult for them to gain a foothold in the Primordial World.

"Members of such races would cultivate certain secret arts to communicate with their race's treasure.

"They could borrow the power of their race's treasure to fight enemies, and its might was not weak."

"The Dao-Demon War between the Devil Race's Luo Hou and the Dao Ancestor also took place near the end of the Dragon-Han Calamity.

"It was hardly strange for those devil spawn and devil descendants to know such methods."

Liu Yuanchen could not help