"So many bones; it's unclear how many Innate Spirits were buried here as sacrifice. What kind of origins does the owner of this tomb have to have Innate Spirits as burial companions?" Zhou Chuan stood in place, gazing blankly at the endless stretch of bones.
"The owner of this tomb is of unspeakable origin; Innate Spirits to them are no more than ants." Zhang Chen replied.
"Truly unimaginable existence." Beside them, Chen Xu exclaimed and then turned to Zhou Chuan: "Isn't Brother Zhou looking for the souls of Ancient Divine Demons? Here, countless Innate Spirits have been buried, there must be remnants of their souls, Brother Zhou will surely get his wish."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chuan's eyes lit up, but unexpectedly Zhang Chen broke Zhou Chuan's fantasy: "Don't entertain such thoughts. Although countless Innate Gods and Demons are buried here, under the influence of the Feng Shui Grand Array, all their Creation has been drained, and no remnants of True Spirit exist."
