It was no wonder Elder Wood Spirit was puzzled. They spent year after year in secluded cultivation, trying to break through to the next realm. How could they have the inclination to learn about major events in the Primordial World?
To them, none of those things was more useful than breaking through to the Sage realm.
More importantly, in all the long years of the Primordial World's existence, they had never heard of any Ancient God Tomb. And what a slapdash name that was! Ancient God Tomb, Ancient God Tomb-just hearing it told you it was no good place!
After his subordinates explained the information about the Ancient God Tomb to Wood Spirit in detail, his expression changed drastically.
"How is that possible? In all these years, no one in the Primordial World has ever heard of an ancient god. A Saint Realm Expert perished? How could that happen? Even if one really died, they probably wouldn't build themselves a tomb, unless the purpose of that tomb was to resurrect them. Otherwise, a Saint Realm Expert could revive even with the tiniest scrap of flesh remaining."
"Don't tell me they died of grievous wounds. What kind of wound could damage a Sage's origin?"
"You must have been deceived."
In truth, everyone shared doubts about the points he raised.
After all, how could a Saint Realm Expert perish so easily?
But everyone had been captivated by the Saint Weapons and the remains of Saint Realm Experts inside. They had never noticed this flaw at all.
Wood Spirit, by contrast, remained clearheaded. Over the long history of the Primordial World, plenty of people had used ancient tombs to harm others.
The moment he heard about it, he felt it was a trap. Otherwise, how could so many people have died?
After Wood