"I have a guess," Huang Xiao said.
"What guess?" Fan Zhuolang asked.
"I think the other traces of Divine Sense might belong to some experts from the Ghost Spirit Sect ten thousand years ago," Huang Xiao said. "Actually, there's something I've never told anyone, not even Senior Huo. When I obtained the Supreme Ghost Stele, Old Ghost Feng He's Divine Sense was inside it. But I erased it. Old Ghost Feng He's Divine Sense was much stronger than the others, so I think the owners of the other traces were probably weaker than him. I've been using the Divine Sense inside it to study methods of Divine Sense attack and defense, but I still have a suspicion that Old Ghost Feng He only managed to survive until now with the help of the Supreme Ghost Stele."
Huang Xiao's words were a mixture of truth and falsehood. If everything had been a lie, how could he have fooled the old fellows here?
"Now that you mention it, I really do remember something," Fan Zhuolang said. "Feng He had quite a few subordinates back then, and some of them were fairly strong. The auras of the Divine Sense here do seem somewhat familiar, like those people's. If their Divine Sense is still here, could they all still be alive?"
"How is that possible?" Zuo Qiu Shu said. "We took considerable risks to survive until now. Even for Feng He, keeping himself alive until now must have taken every ounce of his ingenuity. How could he possibly have had enough ability left to keep his subordinates alive too? Even if he did, there probably wouldn't be many survivors. Their Divine Sense still existing in the Supreme Ghost Stele doesn't mean those people are alive. It could very well be some wondrous effect of