Xuankong Zi let out a slight sigh and said, "Lin Feng, all of this is no coincidence. Back then, the Tianxuan Sect suffered an unprecedented catastrophe when a mysterious force launched a surprise attack on the sect. The Sect Master fought to the death to protect the sect's heritage and everyone within it. With all my strength, I managed to break through the siege with only a portion of the important scriptures and treasures, but unfortunately, I was severely injured, and my Soul Body became trapped inside the Soul-Stealing Cauldron."
Lin Feng was startled inwardly, never imagining that the Tianxuan Sect had such a tragic past. He pressed on, "Then what does this have to do with me?"
The mysterious Soul Body continued, "During the long years I spent trapped in the Soul-Stealing Cauldron, I have constantly searched for someone fated, hoping to use their strength to restore the past glory of the Tianxuan Sect while investigating the mysterious force that attacked the sect back then. Current evidence points to the Demon Race—especially the Demon Lord—as being inextricably linked to this matter. However, there was another faction involved in the attack on the Tianxuan Sect that day. I only remember that this faction is called some sort of Palace; their overall strength is no less than that of the Demon Race, and perhaps even surpasses it. Their Venerable and the Demon Lord were sworn friends, and a thousand years ago, both were overlords who wreaked havoc across the land. To th…
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