Chapter 1081
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"Old Valley Master of Falling Sky Valley …" Ye Qingtang stared at the old Valley Master and said thoughtfully, "What is your relationship with that extraordinary lady?"
"Extraordinary lady?" The old Valley Master was slightly taken aback when he heard Ye Qingtang's words.
"The extraordinary lady who created this mainland with her Spiritual Abode," Ye Qingtang said coldly.
The old Valley Master was also slightly taken aback when he heard Ye Qingtang's words. He stared at Ye Qingtang with a slightly surprised expression.
After a while, the old Valley Master said, "How do you know about these things?"
"You don't need to know about this," Ye Qingtang said coldly.
From what the old Valley Master said, it seemed that Ye Qingtang's guess was not wrong. The old Valley Master must have some connection with the extraordinary lady who created this mainland.
"You know a lot at such a young age." The old Valley Master stared at Ye Qingtang and laughed coldly. "The extraordinary lady you mentioned … was once regarded as a God by us. After she came to this mainland, she led us to the glorious martial civilization … She used her own Spiritual Abode to transform into this mainland for us to live in …"
As the old Valley Master spoke, he fell into deep thought as if he had returned to that era.
"Unfortunately, good times don't last long … Because of the absence of the Spiritual Abode, her divine power was quickly depleted … However, without divine power for us to use, she ate our offerings, enjoyed our devout worship, and accepted the power of our faith … She really regarded herself as a God … Don't you think that this is ridiculous? Hahaha …" The old Valley Master's expression was slightly crazy.
Ye Qingtang was slightly surprised when she heard the old Valley Master's words. The extraordinary lady had died almost ten thousand years ago, but from the old Valley Master's tone, it seemed that he lived in the same era as the extraordinary lady and even worshipped the extraordinary lady …
At this moment, Perfected Xuanchen and the rest were completely dumbfounded. For some reason, they could not understand a single word of the conversation between Ye Qingtang and the old Valley Master … What extraordinary lady? What Spiritual Abode? What deities and offerings …
"What a joke." Ye Qingtang looked at the old Valley Master and laughed coldly. "The extraordinary lady has been dead for almost ten thousand years. From your tone, it seems like you lived in the same era as the extraordinary lady."
"Hahaha … Little girl, you are really smart. No wonder you became a Yang Lord at such a young age …" The old Valley Master stared at Ye Qingtang and laughed. "Now that I think about it, I have lived for more than ten thousand years … I was the first Sect Master of Yunxiao Sect and the founder of Falling Sky Valley. I would change my identity almost every hundred years or even a thousand years."
Ye Qingtang's expression changed immediately. This person … had actually lived for more than ten thousand years!
"It's a pity … this mainland does not have enough spiritual energy. Moreover, after the extraordinary lady died, her remaining divine power turned into a curse. Although it became the Dimension Wall that can block people from the outside world, it also restricts us from leaving this mainland forever … Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have become an Emperor-level figure long ago …" The old Valley Master sighed softly and seemed a little helpless.
Ye Qingtang did not know about the curse, and she did not know about it from the little white tiger. Even the little white tiger probably did not know about it.
What the old Valley Master said was indeed true. If not for the extraordinary lady's curse that prevented them from leaving this mainland, they might really have the chance to become Emperor-level figures after living for more than ten thousand years …
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