"These murals might be related to the Divine War of the Ancient Times."
Gui Junmeng spoke slowly, her slender hand reaching out, her fingertips gently caressing the mural before her.
"The Divine War?" Xiao Mo was slightly taken aback and turned his head.
"Yes," Gui Junmeng replied.
"I'm sure you've heard the legend. In the Ancient Times, there was a Human Race Sword Immortal who led the Ten Thousand Races in a rebellion against the high and mighty Divine Spirits."
"I have indeed."
Xiao Mo nodded.
"That Human Race Sword Immortal was not only the leader of the Human Race but was also acknowledged by the entire Demon Race. Even now, some tribes in the Demon Race's World still pay tribute to that legendary Human Race Sword Immortal."
"That's right." Gui Junmeng turned her head, her clear eyes gazing quietly at Xiao Mo.
"But, Young Master Xiao, did you know that the Human Race Sword Immortal's Sword Technique was actually taught to him by a Divine Spirit?"
