After hearing Xu Qingtong's words, Yi Tonghe smiled and said, "Brother Xu, who told you this was Qing and Bing Provinces?"
Xu Qingtong froze. He had always thought that, since he had fallen through the tree hollow, he should still be in Black Witch Marsh. He had never expected Yi Tonghe to say that this was not Qing and Bing Provinces.
Seeing the confusion on Xu Qingtong's face, Yi Tonghe continued, "Brother Xu, this place is called the Lesser Heaven Realm. Our ancestors have lived here for generations, but there are no Qing and Bing Provinces here like you mentioned!"
Xu Qingtong's heart sank. Yi Tonghe knew nothing of Qing and Bing Provinces, and he knew nothing of the Witch Clan's Lesser Heaven Realm. Clearly, this Lesser Heaven Realm was not within the territory of Qingzhou or Bingzhou.
"Brother Tonghe, I see that you have no magic power within you, yet I sense that your attacks are very powerful. How is that?" Xu Qingtong asked.
Inside the clan chief's house, besides Si Yuanzhi, there were two other elders. One wore a pale blue Daoist robe, while the other wore a dark yellow, side-fastened long gown. The two sat opposite the clan chief, one to either side.
"Chief, just where did this lad come from?" the blue-robed elder asked.
Si Yuanzhi glanced at him and said, "He fell from the Heaven Eye, so he should be someone from the outside world. He himself said he stumbled in by accident. I just performed a divination. Guess what happened?"
The yellow-robed elder hurriedly asked, "What?"
"This man possesses great fortune. His future has been veiled by heaven's mysteries and cannot be discerned! This single divination consumed thirty percent of my star power, and all I obtained was one line: Yin and yang