Li Yan did not believe that the information in the memories of the gray-haired old man he had happened to capture was false. That would have been far too ridiculous.
And the information he obtained naturally went far beyond that. Why had the black-robed Golden Core Realm cultivator come to capture him? And what exactly were these so-called foreign "evil spirit cultivators"?
He found the answers to these questions in the gray-haired old man's memories as well.
This matter had to begin with the first batch of cultivators who entered this place. At the very beginning, there had been no cultivators or Demon Beasts in this secret realm. Only some wild beasts whose intelligence had yet to awaken had been drawn inside.
But everything had a first time. Countless tens of thousands of years ago, a sect with only a little over sixty cultivators had passed through the Heavenly Demon Grassland and accidentally entered an illusory restriction.
At the time, they had just landed on a stretch of hilly grassland to rest when, in the next instant, they were swept into an unknown space that terrified them beyond measure.
The suction force was so powerful that even the strongest among them, a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, could not resist despite exerting every ounce of his strength.
After the initial panic passed, they discovered in astonishment that none of them had suffered any mishap.
Though everyone was pale and still shaken by lingering fear, they had appeared completely unharmed in an unfamiliar place. Everything before their eyes was no longer the hilly grassland from before.
While this left them relieved, it also made them raise their guard a hundredfold.
After only a brief examination, they discovered that this place was exceedingly strange. Their Divine Sense was firmly imprisoned within their bodies.