The Jiaolong Remnant Soul stared at Bai Yi with wide eyes.
He could not imagine that here, not a single cultivator had ever heard of this fundamental belief instilled in every cultivator in the Upper Realm from the moment they stepped onto the Dao Path.
"You mean this is an Ancient Road passage beneath the World Sea?"
After learning from Bai Yi about the relationship between the present Ancient Road and the Upper Realm, the Jiaolong Remnant Soul's previously lively, swaying body suddenly stiffened, freezing in place.
"How is that possible? This is merely a passage beneath a Heaven and Earth Source Realm, one that has never even received the care of the World Sea's spirit."
The Jiaolong Remnant Soul looked at Bai Yi in disbelief. Given Bai Yi's descriptions of the Ancient Road and the many planes and worlds of the lower realm,
he simply could not imagine how any cultivator, under such innate conditions, could reach a level comparable to an ordinary genius of the Upper Realm in just over sixty years.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"
The Jiaolong Remnant Soul muttered to himself, his palm-sized body circling Bai Yi again and again. Only after careful observation confirmed that his senses were not mistaken did he understand why the True Lord had entrusted the Nine Seas Manifest Dao Immortal Sect's final hope of passing on its legacy to someone he had previously considered merely mediocre in aptitude.
"So that's how it is..."
"Boy, this great dragon is beginning to believe you can shoulder the True Lord's final hopes."
Seeing the Jiaolong Remnant Soul suddenly turn so solemn and serious, Bai Yi's expression could not help growing grave as well. He hurriedly asked about the Tribulation Corpse, the Ancient Souls the Jiaolong Remnant Soul had mentioned, the upheaval in the Upper