Something was wrong!
Where had all these baseless legends come from?
However, that person said that it had been passed down since the beginning of the world!
Yang decided not to stay any longer. Perhaps those guys had heard of those legends, so he would ask them.
Yang's consciousness left Yang Tian's body, bringing the treasure back with him.
Chu Xuan saw Yang leave and laughed inwardly.
He wondered what kind of expressions the experts of the nine zones would have after Yang brought that information back.
Yang Tian continued to explore the Desolate Ancient Zone, and then the primordial land. After a while, he found a treasure land and entered it.
Chu Xuan waited for Yang to descend again, and did not remove the illusory world.
After Yang left, he took out the Chaos Dao Mirror and used it to spy on the Ancient Chaos World. He did not see Venerable He's figure.
It seemed that the meeting place with Hong was not in the Ancient Chaos World. He scanned the surrounding region of the chaos, but could not find any traces of their presence, so he could only give up.
Somewhere in the chaos, on a chaos mountain, there were many experts gathered. Other than Yang and Hong, there was another human expert.
On the other side was Venerable He and the experts of the immortal race. There were also experts from the races of the Ancient Chaos World present, including Kun Zhen and another expert.
Mo Zun was also present. However, his expression was extremely ugly.
For this operation, the human race had used the excuse that Yang had been severely injured by him to extort a large amount of resources from the demon race.
Under the pressure of the immortal and celestial races, as well as the dragons and phoenixes, they had no choice but to cough up resources.
Otherwise, the demon race would be excluded.
The demons' biggest trump card in the nine zones, those mixed-blood demons, had all betrayed them and scammed the demon race experts of treasures.
All the races participating in this operation had experts present here, and the weakest among them were Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm experts.
Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
Hong was stunned.
Why did he return so quickly?
Could it be that his wisp of consciousness was rejected by the Great Dao?
The human race was more or less favored by the Great Dao of the nine zones, and the level of rejection they faced from the Great Dao was much weaker than that of the other races.
Could it be that something had happened in the nine zones, causing them to be rejected? Was that why Yang had returned so quickly?
"Yang, you returned so quickly? Was your wisp of consciousness rejected? If that's the case, you'll have to return the treasures the demon race gave you!"
Mo Zun was the first to speak.
Yang took a deep breath and looked at Venerable He.
Among all the experts present, Venerable He was the most senior.
"Senior He, is there a race called the sorcerer race in the nine zones?"
Venerable He was stunned.
"Sorcerer race? Never heard of it."
After a pause, he continued, "Could it be an extremely weak race? If that's the case, just because I've never heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
No one knew how many races had existed in the nine zones over the countless eras, especially the weaker races.
However, according to the legends, the twelve ancestors of sorcery were extremely powerful. They were even stronger than the chaotic beings that had once ruled the nine zones, so how could the sorcerer race be weak?
"Then, Senior He, is there a mountain in the nine zones called Buzhou Mountain? It is said that it is the pillar of heaven," Yang continued to ask.
The people present frowned.
Yang came back and asked about these things. What did he see there?
Hong and the other human expert frowned.
Yang was the tenth ancestor of the human race, although he was the weakest. How could someone like him look so lost and dazed?
Something must have happened in the nine zones.
"Buzhou Mountain has never existed in the nine zones, and there is no mountain regarded as the pillar of heaven."
Venerable He's expression turned serious.
"Yang," Mo Zun roared, "Just tell us what you saw already. Why are you asking so many questions?"
He was extremely unhappy that the human race had extorted a large sum of resources from the demon race
Moreover, a demon race supreme expert had returned, so even if Pan Shan was here, he would not be afraid.
"Hmph, Mo Zun, if you've got a problem, let's have at it," The person beside Hong snorted coldly.
"The eighth ancestor of the human race, Zhou? You're not qualified," Mo Zun said in disdain.
"Alright, we have important matters to attend to," Divine Lord Du said as he intervened.
Yang sighed.
"Everyone, take a look for yourself,"
The jade-like treasure flew out and floated in mid-air. As it shone, it began to display the images and scenes that it had captured while following Yang around.
At this moment, everything that Yang had seen and heard was displayed.
Everyone present was stunned and was in disbelief.
Was this how the nine zones were now?
When did those legends appear?
The twelve ancestors of sorcery?
What kind of existence were the three pure ones?
Even Venerable He was dumbfounded.
He was a second-generation ancestor of the immortal race, and an ancient existence.
There were many legends in the nine zones, and he knew almost all of them.
He even knew most of the names of the rulers who had once ruled the nine zones, and the names of many of the experts who had fought against the rulers.
However, he knew nothing about the twelve ancestors of sorcery, nor anything about the three pure ones.
He had never heard of any of these legends.
Everyone present finally turned to look at him.
Although everyone looked down on him inwardly, as a second-generation ancestor of the immortal race, he lacked strength and capability, and had been surpassed by many of his juniors, he was still an ancient existence, and definitely knew a lot of secrets.
"I... I have never heard of these legends either," Venerable He said blankly.
"Old man He, you really don't know?"
Mo Zun asked suspiciously.
Since the demon race's expert had returned, he was no longer afraid, and called Venerable He an old man.
Venerable He was too lazy to argue with him. This demon did not look like he would live for long. Venerable He excelled at surviving and judging people, which was how he had lived this long.
"I really don't know."
"At the beginning of the world, a group of chaotic beings ruled the nine zones," he said in a deep voice, "They fought with each other, and some died while others left the nine zones."
"In the past, the innate lifeforms of the nine zones had all been ruled by these rulers, and many of them had been devoured or refined into treasures."
"Later on, the four divine beasts rose to power and fought against the four rulers of the four directions. They occupied territories in the East, West, North and South respectively and protected some of the innate lifeforms."
"After that, the innate lifeforms, and the rising experts of the nine zones, fought against the rulers."
"There has never been the so-called ancestors of sorcery or the three pure ones."
Everyone present was silent.
If even Venerable He had never heard of these legends, could the legends be false?
However, how could what Yang had seen and heard with his own eyes be fake? Could it be that the legends predated even Venerable He's time?
Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment.
