"This was the first time I had ever seen such a situation," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Because you returned, it came alive, and its flowers bloomed and withered," Old Man Zhuo Qiu said.
"You have never gone back on your word."
"Do you plan to stay here forever?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I am somewhat lost. I want to seek the answer in my heart."
"Perhaps I will reappear then," Old Man Zhuo Qiu replied.
"What about you? Are you leaving?"
"I am preparing to go to Weiyang Palace to find the third one," Xu Zimo replied with a nod.
"Take care," Old Man Zhuo Qiu said.
"No matter what, thank you for telling me so much," Xu Zimo said with a smile, then turned and left.
"Wait," Old Man Zhuo Qiu called out.
Xu Zimo turned around and saw Old Man Zhuo Qiu fall silent for a moment. With a wave of his right hand, ripples spread through the void.
He reached into the void and took out an object.
It was a book wreathed in immortal qi.
The immortal qi was dense, and faint beastly cries seemed to ring out within it, carrying the aura of the Ten Thousand Beasts Stampede.
"This is the Demon Mirror," Old Man Zhuo Qiu replied.
"It records the fates of sixteen kinds of demon beasts."
"Sixteen kinds of demon beasts?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly, instantly understanding.
"The Upper Eight Demon Races and the Lower Eight Demon Races?"
Cang Xuan Domain, one of the Nine Domains, was a world ruled by demon beasts.
Led by the Upper Eight Demon Races and the Lower Eight Demon Races, they were the strongest demon beasts in the Nine Domains.
They were also the masters of all demon beasts.
Xu Zimo looked at the Demon Mirror