Chapter 901: White Spider Sacred Ancestor (2/2)

A while later, verification. Wisdom Masters back at the human kingdoms began researching this issue.

One found an ancient scroll pertaining to the White Spider Sacred Ancestor. Sure enough, the old woman’s story was checked out by the paragons of ancient grottos. The grave could actually be right here in Wood Spirit Theatre.

With that, more powers mobilized their forces to this theatre.

Of course, some disagreed and thought that this was a sinister plot. Moreover, regular people couldn’t get to this grave hidden in space.

“I heard that there’s a saint grave somewhere in Wood Spirit Theatre, the seniors from the medial clans are here now.”

“I think someone dug out a saint bone in Tiger’s Roar so they’re going there now.”

“Please, can’t believe you’re buying this. Someone said that there’s a grotto in a high-level realm, a paragon went there and found nothing.”

Recently, there has been so much news regarding the grave that people grew numb to it.

As for Feiyun, he stayed inside the camp recently. He opened the path to the kingdom and entered once more. His destination was an island with purple bamboo trees, each as thick as a water bucket.

They exuded spirit energy and made the air sweet and pleasant. Deeper in this thicket were five bamboo houses or so, surrounded by formations.

Feiyun opened one formation and entered the area to see a green lake.

“Feng Feiyun, Princess Luofu has your child right now yet you still bring back a demoness from outside? You’re a disgrace.” The turtle was sunbathing in the center of the river, looking quite lazy.

He went straight into one building and dragged out a demoness: “Are you Princess Feiyuan of the white spiders?”

The girl fell on her front by the lakeshore, revealing the fair skin on her back. Her white hair covered the ground; some dipped into the water and issued ripples.

Her amber eyes showed signs of panic as she finally spoke for the first time. Her voice was elegant and clear: “How do you know Princess Feiyuan?”

“I know that your goal is to find the grave of your sacred ancestor too.” Feiyun said while staring at the turtle in the lake.

He purposely tried to act aloof so that she would be caught off guard and show more emotions. His divine intents were completely focused on her.

Sure enough, her expression changed after hearing the word, “grave”.

The turtle became interested too after hearing this. It swam over and asked with greedy gleams in its eyes: “You know where that grave is? I heard this person is unbeatable, nearly turning the white spiders into a sacred race.”

“You know about this?” Feiyun was surprised because the sacred ancestor was from the archaic era. Even Feiyun didn’t have any impression of this demon.

“White Spider Sacred Ancestor is considered a mighty being among saints, creating the Myriad-tribulation Immortal Law and living for 120,000 years before passing away. That’s older than the phoenixes. In fact, this being defeated the saints from the phoenix race in that era too.”

At grand completion, a user of the Immortal Phoenix Physique could live for 90,000 years with 999 phoenix bones.

“Impossible, Immortal Phoenix is the best physique art in existence. Plus, the bloodline of the phoenix is far more noble compared to the white spiders. Phoenix saints couldn’t have lost to that sacred ancestor. Stop joking.” Feiyun disagreed.

“Keke, brat, you’re still too young and ignorant. Phoenixes are considered immortal birds and they do live longer than other demons. However, there is no lack of talents in the world, prestigious bloodlines aren’t the be-all-end-all. Someone with a weaker bloodline can still defeat them. Not all top masters are from the four great demon clans, stop being naive.” The turtle explained, acting like a wise master.

Feiyun had no response. Sure enough, his bloodline right now was that of a wretched half-demon. Could he not defeat the children of the medial clans? No way.

Bloodline alone couldn’t decide everything.