Great Elder Shi Changhua was beside himself with excitement.
He hurried over and grabbed Chen Yuan's hand, asking anxiously,
"From which secret realm are you? Are the True Lords in the Ancestral Land still well?"
Chen Yuan looked at Shi Changhua and slowly shook his head.
"I am not from a secret realm; I come from the Mortal World."
"The Mortal World outside?"
"Wasn't it said that there the Spiritual Energy had been exhausted, turning it into a barren land? How could you still achieve a Golden Core?"
Shi Changhua, with a puzzled look, then bitterly smiled repeatedly.
"I never thought that when the Heavenly Monarch led us here, it was to avoid the persecution from the Purple Eyes Clan, and for better cultivation and development."
"And yet, I never imagined that the ones to save our clan in the end would be the descendants from the old Mortal World."
