Lin Zheyu shook his head and said.
When the sky falls, there are tall ones to hold it up.
If something indeed went wrong with the ancestor of Great Wei, then it's troublesome.
If even the tallest among them kneels, then Great Wei almost has no hope.
Calm the spirit and clear away the cluttered thoughts.
Lin Zheyu found a comfortable spot, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out the Bone Talisman given by Mr. Qiong Yun.
This Bone Talisman is not only the core of that Secret Realm of inheritance but also contains the vast cultivation knowledge and books left by the Suhe Tribe.
Holding the Bone Talisman in his hand, he released his spiritual sense and entered the Bone Talisman.
In an instant, a boundless, star-like light of knowledge emerged in Lin Zheyu's consciousness.
"No wonder it's the Witch Tribe's library that flourished once. The quantity is truly terrifying!"
Lin Zheyu couldn't help but exclaim.
