"Oh, Chief, they have a sacred relic."
Just as Chu Kuangren and the Jiufang Clan Chief were talking, a man spoke up.
Hearing this, the clan chief was greatly startled.
"You have a sacred relic?"
Chu Kuangren glanced at Wa Huang.
She understood immediately and took out the Creation Crystal. "Is this the sacred relic you mean?"
"It really is the sacred relic!"
The clan chief looked at the Creation Crystal in utter shock.
Then he rose and said, "Please, come with me."
He led Chu Kuangren and Wa Huang to a stone cave within the tribe, where there were a great many murals.
The murals depicted gods and devils, Immortals and Buddhas, and all sorts of strange beasts.
The largest mural depicted a man standing on an altar, surrounded by kneeling gods, devils, immortals, buddhas, and humans.
Countless beings thronged around the man.
It was as though he were an unsurpassed deity, the supreme sovereign.
"The Human Ancestor, Jiufang Clan."
Looking at the man in the mural, Chu Kuangren formed a guess.
"Indeed, the Human Ancestor."
The Jiufang Clan Chief nodded. "But Jiufang was only one of his names. He was also called Youchao, Long Clan, and others. He created the Human Race and taught them all sorts of things-language, writing, and methods of cultivation-allowing the Human Race to gradually become the strongest civilization in the heavens."
The Jiufang Clan Chief gazed at the mural with a look of wistful remembrance.
He had never met the Human Ancestor.
But the ancient legends had been passed down from generation to generation.
His reverence and awe for the Human Ancestor came from the depths of his heart.
"But one day, the Human Ancestor vanished."
The Jiufang Clan Chief spoke.
He pointed to another mural. "Before he vanished, he left behind nine