Inside the Nothing is for Sale shop, Ling Xian sipped his tea and his eyes shone with curiosity.
Ever since he met Hong Yan Xin, the things he has said to her can be summarized in one sentence. Resurrect that person. Therefore, he was naturally a little curious.
"You really want to know?"
Hong Yan Xin softly sighed, "Oh well, there's no harm in telling you. Have you heard of the five foreign kinds?"
"I've heard of them." Ling Xian frowned. He didn't think the five foreign kinds would be involved.
He didn't know much about the five foreign kinds. He only knew that they were widely recognized as the strongest. Every single one of them was undefeatable.
The Oceanic Clan was one of them.
"There are thousands of foreign kinds in the world. In the end, there are only four kinds."
Hong Yan Xin continued, "The humankind, the Spirit Kind, the Witch Kind, and the Monster Kind. These four kinds are further divided into countless other kinds. They are collectively known as the ten thousand foreign kinds."
"Out of the ten thousand foreign kinds, there are five that are widely recognized as the strongest. The Monster Kind has two, the Spirit Kind, and the Witch Kind each have one."
Hong Yan Xin sighed deeply, "The person I want to resurrect is the last remaining member of the Heavenly Monster Kind."
"The Heavenly Monster Kind?"
Ling Xian frowned, "Can you tell me more about this kind?"
"It is an extremely strong kind that surpasses the seven royal kinds. Only the Oceanic Kind can compare to them."
Hong Yan Xin softly sighed, "Sadly, they shared the same fate as the Oceanic Kind. They were all wiped out."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's frown deepened.
The Oceanic Kind was wiped out 30,000 years ago. All that was left was the mushroom bloodline. He knew who wiped out the Oceanic Kind. It was that mysterious existence.
Now that Hong Yan Xin mentioned that the Heavenly Monster Kind was also wiped out, was there a connection?
Thinking about the possibility that these two kinds were wiped out by the same hand, Ling Xian shuddered, "What about the other three foreign kinds? Were they wiped out as well?"
"I'm not sure."
Hong Yan Xin shook her head, "However, the five foreign kinds haven't appeared in the world for 30,000 years. They have completely disappeared without a trace."
"Then they were wiped out."
Ling Xian's brows tightened. He couldn't help but think, could it be that the five foreign kinds were wiped out by that mysterious existence?
If that was really the case, then it would be too terrifying.
The five kinds are the most powerful beings in this world. Their prowess is unprecedented and undefeatable. However, they were all annihilated. This was simply impossible!
However, it was true that the five great clans had disappeared. Moreover, he was sure that the Sea God Clan was destroyed. Hong Yan Xin was sure that Heavenly Monster Tribe was destroyed.
Putting aside the remaining three supreme races, just the annihilation of the Sky Demon and Sea God Clans was already an extremely unbelievable matter.
Without absolute strength, it was impossible to destroy it!
"If the Five Great Races are all destroyed, that would be too terrifying."
Ling Xian felt a wave of coldness, "The five different kinds ruled the world and were unparalleled. Yet they were destroyed. How powerful did they have to be to do that?"
"I think so too."
Hong Yan Xin softly sighed, "But what does that have to do with me? I just want to revive him."
"My intuition tells me that this is related to the great change that happened thirty thousand years ago."
Ling Xian's expression turned serious, "I want to revive him too. Since he is the only remaining descendant of the Heavenly Monster Tribe, he must know the secret."
"Plus, why were the Five Great Races destroyed? Was it because they were in someone's way? "
"Not necessarily! There must be a secret we don't know. I have to get to the bottom of this. "
Ling Xian's expression was determined and his words were powerful and loud.
Ever since he encountered the Painting of the Nine Immortals, he felt like he was surrounded by a dense fog. Ever since he began his cultivation journey, he had encountered far too many mysteries. Some he solved, some still existed.
Therefore, he felt like he had a reason, or even a need, to solve these mysteries.
"I don't care about those secrets. I just want to revive him. But, can I really do that?"
Hong Yan Xin smiled bitterly, "Before I met you, I was still holding onto a sliver of hope. But now, I am completely hopeless."
"You are hopeless, but I am not."
Ling Xian stared fixedly at Hong Yan Xin and said in a low voice, "Tell me how you revived him. Don't leave out a single detail."
"Legend has it that the Flower of Three Lives on Opposite Shores can allow people to return from the netherworld. The Book of Evocation can also summon the souls of the dead."
Hong Yan Xin continued to chuckle, "But all of this is fake. It is useless!"
Then, she waved around her hand. The sheepskin scroll and the Flower of Other Shores appeared. The former was missing half of its original form and the latter had withered a little.
At this, Ling Xian frowned even more. He felt like his thoughts were a mess and he had no idea what to do.
Reviving was a heaven-defying feat that only existed in fantasies. It wasn't even a legend. Though it wasn't certain that there was no way to revive someone, it was something that was harder than climbing up to the sky.
On top of that, Hong Yan Xin had already tried. Even the Flower of Other Shores and the Book of Evocation were useless. What else could revive the dead?
"Oh well, let's put this aside for now and slowly search."
Ling Xian softly sighed, "Leave these two treasures to me. I feel like they are still useful."
"Take them. They are useless anyway." Hong Yan Xin was soulless and didn't have much hope.
At this, Ling Xian rolled up his sleeve and took the two treasures into his pouch. He consoled, "Don't give up. There will always be hope."
"You don't even have the confidence to say that."
Hong Yan Xin shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Oh well, I will leave this to you. If there is any news, just let me know."
"Okay." Ling Xian nodded softly. Just as he was about to change the topic, he received a message from Yan Liusu.
This made the corner of his lips curl up. He stood up and paid his respect, "I have something else to do. I will leave now."
"If you need anything, come find me here." Hong Yan Xin nodded.
"I will remember what you said. Who knows, maybe I really do need your help." Ling Xian grinned and left the Nothing for Sale store.
Then, he headed towards the royal palace.
Yan Liusu's message was simple. The emperor had agreed to his request and wanted him to have a fair battle against the Crown Prince. The winner will be the next emperor.
The location of the battle was the royal palace.
Therefore, Ling Xian headed towards the royal palace. Very quickly, he saw the vast and boundless palace.
"You are Ling Xian, right?" An armored guard spoke.
"That is me." Ling Xian nodded.
"The Sixth Prince has ordered me to bring you into the palace. Follow me." The guard spoke softly and opened the palace door with a hand seal. Then, he walked forward.
At this, Ling Xian marched forward to catch up.
Before long, under the lead of the guard, he arrived at a battle field.
There were many people gathered here. There were young and old, men and women. Without exception, they all exuded an air of nobility.
It was obvious that these people all had extraordinary identities. Other than the royal family, they were all important officials of the government.
Among them, three silhouettes were especially eye-catching.
One was Yan Liusu, another was obviously the Crown Prince, and the last one was the most eye-catching person here.
Without a doubt, this was the famous emperor of the Yan Dynasty.
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