Little Xuanji's murmurs reached Su Mo's ears.
Su Mo turned stiffly to look at Little Xuanji...
Those two lines came from the Nine Heavens. Su Mo had seen them in two places: on the stone stele the Confucian Sage had left in the world, and within the Divine Race's Divine Mountain.
Yet he had never mentioned those two lines in front of Little Xuanji...
Su Mo parted his lips and stared at Little Xuanji. "Where did you hear those two lines?"
Little Xuanji looked up at Su Mo in puzzlement. "When I was traveling the world, I saw them on a stone stele..."
A stone stele!
A stone stele again!
Su Mo felt an instinctive fear of the words "stone stele."
Even now, as a Sage, they still made his hair stand on end...
Little Xuanji looked at Su Mo in confusion. He had merely felt that what those two lines described bore a close resemblance to what Su Mo did.
He had no idea why Su Mo had reacted so strongly.
Su Mo turned toward the window, then suddenly asked Little Xuanji, "Can you still find that place?"
Little Xuanji nodded. "Yes, but it's somewhere very, very far away."
"The Ends of the Earth?" Su Mo asked.
Little Xuanji froze. He saw that dazed look appear on Su Mo's face once again.
"Yes!"
Su Mo sank into thought, gazing out at the scenery beyond the window in a slight daze.
Divine Maiden, oh, Divine Maiden...
Did you truly create the Divine Race?
The Divine Race seemed to have existed in this world for an eternity, rather than having been created by the Divine Maiden as she had said...
Back then, Su Mo had seen a great deal in the memories of his divine sister Yuan Yuan's Remnant Soul.
And