899: C899 A Blind Delight

C899 A Blind Delight

Continue in Kavan's state!

Within the Sorcerer's dimension!

The twelve with the highest cultivation and power were all over a million meters tall.

Then, how tall would the head of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe be?

This was the first thought that came to Yu Haoran's mind after he received the confirmation from the Tower Spirit.

"Yu Haoran, the leader of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe. His cultivation and strength has already reached the realm of returning to his true self and he can freely control his own height."

"Even during a battle, you don't need to transform to increase your strength."

After hearing Yu Haoran's question, Tower Spirit thought for a moment before replying.

"That's why, the true height of the head of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe is a secret. No one knows just how tall he is."

Nodding his head, Yu Haoran's attention shifted from the Ancestral Shaman Clan Patriarch to the purple eyeball in Tower Spirit's hand.

Then, he asked straightforwardly: "Tower Spirit, what exactly is this purple eyeball?"

"Actually, this is a planet, an ancient planet!"

Taking a deep breath, Tower Spirit introduced himself as though he was unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

"According to the memories of the previous artifact spirit, this is the closest planet to the ancient continent. Its name is Ancestral Star."

"Not only does the Ancestral Star contain innate spiritual energy of a higher quality than the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, it also contains endless resources for ancient cultivation.

"Later on, the chief of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe used unimaginable, heaven-defying methods to forcefully refine the Ancestral Star into a magical equipment that can aid in cultivation."

"Actually, I suspect that the reason the nine great kings of Ancient Divine Beasts killed the Ancestral Magi was because of the magical equipment refined on this planet."

As he said till here, Tower Spirit looked at Yu Haoran and roared excitedly.

"Yu Haoran, having this purple eyeball is equivalent to having an entire planet's worth of resources."

"Having a planet that has its own history, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor, and even War God Realm is no longer just a dream."

In contrast to the uncontrollable excitement of the Tower Spirit, Yu Haoran was surprisingly calm.

Because from the introduction given by Tower Spirit, he suddenly realized a problem. A problem that was very possibly far from what Tower Spirit had imagined.

"Tower Spirit, when did the head of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe disappear?" Ignoring the excited roars of the Tower Spirit, Yu Haoran asked calmly.

"The world has just been set in stone. When all living things begin their struggle for supremacy." casually replied as he was unaware of Yu Haoran's strangeness.

"How long has it been since the Ancestral Magi were exterminated?" Yu Haoran asked.

"Hundreds of millions of years!" The Tower Spirit casually replied.

"Then how high is this young chief of the Ancestral Shaman Tribe's cultivation, and how old is he?" Pointing to the Ancestral Magus in front of him, Yu Haoran continued to ask.

"His Martial Saint is at the peak of the ninth stage, his age should be ten thousand!" At this time, Tower Spirit finally realized that something was amiss.

"10,000, hundreds of millions!"

Hearing the number of years Tower Spirit gave him, Yu Haoran could not help but sneer.

"Tower Spirit, so far away from here, I don't know how this so called Young Patriarch was born."2

Yu Haoran's rhetorical question made the Tower Spirit realize that he had committed an obvious common sense mistake, and he immediately signaled him not to disturb his for the time being.

After that, Tower Spirit began to refine the purple eyeball in his hand. He wanted to see if the purple eyeball was a spirit artifact refined from an ancient planet as he had speculated just now.

Maybe the purple eyeballs were actually the ancestral stars made by the ancestor master himself, and had resisted the erosion over a long period of time.

Even if he had used the divine will of someone who was at the peak of the ninth stage of Quasi-Martial Saint, coupled with the best refining methods, it would still take him nearly ten hours to refine the purple eyeball.

When his spiritual will entered into the purple eyeball and saw the situation in the inner space, Tower Spirit's face immediately darkened.

"Tower Spirit, what did you discover?"

Tower Spirit's expression instantly darkened, making Yu Haoran's previous speculation become reality.

The corpse of the Ancestral Magus in front of Ji Hao was not the Young Patriarch at all, and the purple eyeballs were not the magic tool that the Ancestral Mastermind Clan leader had refined.

"Yu Haoran, it seems like we have all been deceived!" Exiting the space of the purple eyeball with his divine sense, Tower Spirit said in a depressed tone.

"Tower Spirit, your judgement was wrong. It was not that the Ancestral Shaman lied to us."

After receiving the Tower Spirit's confirmation, although Yu Haoran was a little disappointed in his heart, because he did not hold too much hope in the beginning, he was instead able to calmly face the reality of being happy and empty.

"No!"

Shaking his head, Tower Spirit explained.

"The 'cheated' I was talking about just now does not include you. It refers to me and the nine great God Beast Kings from ancient times."

"Tower Spirit, what do you mean?"

After he had properly introduced the purple eyeballs, why did they suddenly fall upon the nine great ancient beast kings? Tower Spirit's unexpected explanation made Yu Haoran unable to stop himself from frowning.

"Yu Haoran, the purple eyeball in my hand is the ancestral star refined by the Witch clan leader. However, the innate spirit energy and all the cultivation resources in the space have long been emptied out."

Tower Spirit threw the refined purple eyeballs in his hand to Yu Haoran and continued speaking.

"I think that the 12 most powerful of the Witch Clan's Ancestral Magi must have already felt the fate of the Witch Clan being exterminated. Not only did they empty all the spiritual energy and cultivation resources in the entire ancestral star, they must have also secretly moved some of the Witch Clan's elites."

"I think, the news of the Witch clan possessing the clan leader's inheritance must be fake news released by the twelve Ancestral Mages. The goal is to protect the people that were taken away."

"I think that this Ancestral Mage with a magical equipment should be used to attract the attention of the nine ancient God Beast Kings. This way, the twelve Ancestral Mages can use the Sorcerer's dimension to completely seal off the two sides and ensure that the portion of their people that have been moved away will be able to survive."

With regards to Tower Spirit's previous thoughts, Yu Haoran nodded his head in agreement, but did not pay too much attention to it.

Because of the changes that occurred during the ancient, Middle and recent three periods, there were no clues left in the world regarding the records of the Ancestral Magi.

This meant that they were either completely annihilated after encountering danger. Or it could be because the fertility rate was too low that it eventually disappeared completely.

Therefore, without responding to Tower Spirit's earlier association, Yu Haoran's divine sense directly entered the space within the purple colored eyeball.

Following that, he was completely stupefied by the space within the purple eyeball.

His spiritual will could not even see the end of the space. The vast and endless prairie and forest, as well as the fresh and comfortable environment were all similar to the Profound Sky Continent that he lived in right now.

However, the extremely thin spiritual energy made him wake up quickly, and he quickly searched for the cultivation technique left behind by the Ancestral Shaman.

Unfortunately, he could not find anything!

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