"I know. You must be curious about who these people are, right?" Windcoat Man said with a chuckle.
Xu Xuan naturally nodded slightly. "Who are they? Do you know?"
Windcoat Man gave a slight nod. "Of course. I certainly know who these people trapped in this Small World are."
"Who?"
"The Sinful Ministers of the Ancient Divine Court. They were suppressed here for so long that, over time, the world forgot them. But at their peak, even the Ancient Divine Court feared them immensely."
"Later, the Ancient Divine Court fell, and they, along with the Small Worlds sealing them, ended up in the hands of our race."
"As you can see, they're on the verge of death now, but that also makes them the only surviving group from the Ancient Divine Court."
"It's just a pity. Originally, there were dozens of worlds like this and dozens of groups like them. Altogether, they numbered in the tens of thousands."
"But unfortunately, this is also one of the smallest groups. There are only a little over a hundred people inside."
"So you led me here just to tell me all this?"
Xu Xuan seemed to catch a whiff of a conspiracy in this. He kept feeling that Windcoat Man had ulterior motives.
"Of course not. Do you know what kind of physique you have?"
"A Chaos Body."
Xu Xuan said this because it was what the system had told him. Could that possibly be false?
Unexpectedly, Windcoat Man shook his head slightly. "Nearly a hundred thousand years ago, your physique was called the Chaos Divine Body."
"Although its name contains the word 'chaos,' it is a physique of the God Race. In other words, only the God Race's Imperial Clan possessed a physique like yours."
"That means that, in the era of