The Black-Clad Woman spoke a language vastly different from those of the present day.
Yet Chu Xisheng understood her.
The nine subsidiary souls he had split off read all manner of books and classics almost every day, making him a man of broad learning.
Not only did Chu Xisheng recognize her language as "Heluo Elegant Speech," which had been popular among the Human Race's imperial family and nobility hundreds of thousands of years ago, he also grasped the gist of her words.
He looked up at the illusory Black-Clad Woman before him, briefly stunned, before narrowing his eyes.
"Ji Yang?"
This had to be a manifestation of Ji Yang's Primordial Spirit!
Few people in this world could still speak Heluo Elegant Speech, but Ji Yang was one of them.
Just then, Li Xuan, the Corpse Mountain Sect's master, cried out in alarm, "Beware of Corpse Poison! There's Corpse Poison from the first Heaven-Gazing Hou here! Everyone, close your pores and stop breathing! If you don't want to die, get out, all of you! Now!"
Everyone present blanched. The vast majority fled without hesitation.
The first Heaven-Gazing Hou had a fearsome reputation, having transformed millions of the Yellow Emperor's soldiers into corpses.
Even powerful generals such as Hou Qing, Ying Gou, and Jiang Chen had been among them. Not even his daughter, Princess Ba, had escaped.
"Heavenly Origin Hand" Wei Yuansong and the others paled at the mention of it, filled with dread.
Though their cultivation had reached the first rank, they had no confidence in resisting the Corpse Poison that had torn apart the Yellow Emperor's northern expedition army.
Several protectors and guest elders, along with Great Black Heaven Ri Jialuo and Ghost Shadow He Qi, hesitated for a moment.
Ji Yang was clearly here for their lord. Should they,