Ancient Beasts of the Nine Spirits

The old man's voice was not loud, but it possessed tremendous prestige.

This feeling was something Su Tong had never experienced before.

Feeling the gaze from the shadow behind him, Su Tong could only turn around helplessly.

He slightly bowed to the senior as basic etiquette required, then said, "Junior Su Tong, I did not mean to disturb senior's cultivation. I will take my leave now!"

After speaking, Su Tong intended to slip away.

But at this moment, the shadow spoke again, "You have many familiar smells on you! The Spirit Coiling Scroll...the Golden Light Divine Seal!"

Hearing the old man's words, Su Tong also felt a little awkward.

He had taken the sect's secret arts and artifacts for his own.

But Su Tong couldn't be blamed, since he thought all the powerful ones in this sect had perished.

"Oh? The Fire Shadow Spirit Spear?"

The old man murmured in surprise, then with a wave of his hand, the Fire Shadow Spirit Spear flew out from Su Tong's spatial ring.

"Junior was unaware of senior's existence and took it for my own. Now I return it to its rightful owner!"

There was no way he could rob it by force.

The old man in the illusion was at least at the Divine Sea realm. After cultivating for tens of thousands of years, who knew if he had stepped into the Divine Soul realm now?

So Su Tong did not intend to seize it by force.

"Haha, no matter. This sect perished tens of thousands of years ago."

Just as Su Tong's words fell, the shadow spoke again.

Su Tong was taken aback.

Then he reacted: "Does senior mean this sect perished tens of thousands of years ago?"

You are clearly right in front of me!

That powerful prestige made Su Tong feel a little uncomfortable.

"Haha, this is just a remnant of my divine soul. I perished long ago."

The old man said lightly.

Good heavens, after perishing tens of thousands of years ago, just a remnant of his divine soul could exert such great prestige.

At this moment, Su Tong became even more interested in that mysterious realm.

"However after tens of thousands of years, how did the Fire Shadow Spirit Spear deteriorate to a top-grade artifact?"

The old man spoke again.

"Ah?"

Su Tong was slightly astonished.

Then it dawned on him, "Does senior mean this Fire Shadow Spirit Spear should be stronger?"

"This Fire Shadow Spirit Spear should have been a yellow-grade artifact. It seems these tens of thousands of years caused it to drop a grade."

The old man nodded slightly and explained to Su Tong.

Su Tong was overjoyed. He did not expect the Fire Shadow Spirit Spear to originally be a yellow-grade artifact.

Although there was only a one grade difference, a tiny difference leads to a huge gap. Even over a thousand top-grade artifacts could not compare to the value of one yellow-grade artifact.

"Is there a way to restore it?"

Su Tong hesitated, then asked again.

"Haha, with enough spirit stones, it can certainly be restored."

The old man laughed, then waved his hand.

Su Tong felt his spatial ring react.

Then countless spirit stones flew out towards the old man.

"Since we have this affinity, I will help you restore this Fire Shadow Spirit Spear!"

The old man said lightly.

Su Tong felt a pain in his wallet. The spirit stones that just flew out totaled at least a million.

But to restore the Fire Shadow Spirit Spear to yellow-grade, it would be worth it even if he had to sacrifice all his spirit stones.

"Thank you, senior!"

Su Tong bowed in thanks.

Then he asked again, "Senior, what happened to the Hidden Spirit Sect...?"

Although he felt it might be inappropriate, Su Tong was very curious and asked anyway.

"It was destroyed by those villains!"

The old man said breezily.

Su Tong's brows furrowed slightly: "You mean that blood-colored silhouette? Didn't you chase them away?"

"They could always come back!"

The old man spoke again.

Su Tong could hear the old man's apprehension towards that blood-colored silhouette.

Just what kind of people were they that even such a powerful being was so wary of them?

"Since you can see the illusion, it shows your comprehension of the ancient god language is quite profound. You are suitable!"

The old man did not give Su Tong a chance to speak, and continued.

Su Tong nodded slightly: "I can understand it!"

In Su Tong's opinion, this was already quite modest.

But at this time, the old man's hand that was restoring the Fire Shadow Spirit Spear suddenly trembled.

"You...you can understand it?"

The old man's voice actually trembled at this moment.

Su Tong did not understand why the old man would be so shocked, but still nodded: "I can!"

"Can you recognize these two ancient god languages?"

The old man did not readily believe Su Tong.

Instead, he conjured two ancient god languages before Su Tong's eyes.

"Qilin!"

Su Tong spoke not in the language of Ask The Heavens continent, but in Chinese.

"Good, good, good!"

Hearing Su Tong's words, the old man's face revealed a gratified smile.

Then he repeated "good" three times.

Su Tong was puzzled.

Usually when he spoke the ancient god language, something would happen.

But this time, uttering the two characters Qilin, nothing happened at all.

"Do you know of the ancient Nine Divine Beasts?"

Just as Su Tong was confused, the old man spoke again.

Su Tong shook his head and said, "I don't know of them at all!"

"I see, that's understandable. Your current strength still can't access such knowledge!"

The old man nodded.

Then he continued, "You should have seen it in the illusion!"

"Does senior mean the one you conjured in the illusion?"

Su Tong recalled.

At the end of the illusion, the old man had conjured an ink-black qilin to drive back the blood-colored silhouette.

"Haha, that was no conjuration of mine. That was a real ancient divine beast!"

The old man just shook his head lightly at Su Tong's words.

"A real one exists?"

Su Tong had not expected there would be qilins in this otherworldly continent.

"Yes, that was one of the ancient Nine Divine Beasts, named Qilin!"

The old man continued explaining.

Then he fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.

"Where is that qilin beast now?"

Su Tong was curious. If a real qilin existed, he would like to see it.

"Back then, to slay those villains, I drove the qilin with the full power of the Hidden Spirit Sect, at the cost of my own destruction. Only then were all those villains contained here. But after that, the entire Hidden Spirit Sect exhausted all its luck and gradually declined, until we had no choice but to move underground. Yet we still could not escape our sect's fate of destruction."

The old man slowly said, "After my destruction, I severed my connection with the qilin. I don't know where it is now!"

"I see, what a pity!"

Su Tong nodded.

He had thought the Hidden Spirit Sect was destroyed because the blood-colored silhouette brought more powerful experts.

He did not expect the old man had used up the sect's luck to restrain them here even at the cost of his own destruction.

"Haha, since we have affinity, I will give you another blessing!"

The old man suddenly laughed.

Then his finger gently tapped, and a black ray of light drilled into the center of Su Tong's eyebrows.

This scene was so similar to the illusion!

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