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Putting away the Soul Puppet, Ling Yun and Ling'er walked towards the old man in green.

Two meters away from where the old man was seated, Ling Yun and Xiao Kun stopped in their tracks at the same time. They looked at the old man and sighed, bowing towards him.

Ling Yun did not feel uncomfortable. In his previous life, although his cultivation level was far higher than his opponent's, the old man was still a figure from ten thousand years ago, and could be considered a senior.

Secondly, the old man's demeanor made him admire him. Before dying, he was unwilling to interweave his thoughts into a Spirit Formation that sealed off the entire mountain peak to protect the people on it.

After they finished bowing, Ling Yun and Yue Shan continued to walk forward until they were standing in front of the old man in green.

Looking at the black pearl in the old man's hand, Ling Yun calmed himself down and said softly, "Senior, since you have fallen, this item is extraordinary and is a saint artifact. Staying here will only cause its pearl to be covered in dust.

This junior will bring it with me today. In the future, I will use it to slaughter demons and restore its former glory. "

Finished speaking, Ling Yun bent his body, extended both his hands, and took the black pearl.

Clutching his hands together, this represented a form of respect!

Since ancient times, receiving items with both hands and offering them represented a form of respect!

Just as Ling Yun's hand touched the black pearl, the black pearl suddenly flickered with a ghostly light.

"This is bad!" Ling'er's expression changed slightly as she cried out in alarm. She pulled Ling Yun back and withdrew, warily looking at the black pearl that was flickering with a dim light.

In the closed stone hall, a breeze suddenly blew, sweeping away the dust and the vicissitudes of history. It brought about a refreshing feeling, yet it made Ling Yun and the others feel extremely strange, as if their backs were chilled.

"Sigh …"

A faint sigh came from within the black pearl. With a flash of dim light, an illusionary figure appeared on top of the black pearl. It was an old man with the same appearance as the old man in green.

Ling Yun knew that this was a wisp of spiritual will left behind by the azure-robed old man.

However, just how powerful was the power of time? Even if one was inside a saint artifact, they wouldn't be able to escape its effects. The old man's wisp of divine will was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

The old man's divine sense materialized. He looked at the body behind him and faintly sighed. Then, he looked towards the shattered bones and dried up flesh in front of him.

Finally, he looked at Ling Yun and Ling'er with a slightly appreciative gaze. His gaze was very kind, as though he was an ordinary old man looking at his own juniors.

Immediately after, a sliver of disappointment appeared in the old man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

After a moment of silence, the old man asked with an ancient voice, "Little friend, are you a descendant of my Ten Thousand Beast Temple?"

"Senior, the three of them are not descendants of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple. This junior was only able to come to Black Wind Mountain after I entered the Black Wind Mountain and killed the thief who caused this disaster." Ling Yun answered honestly.

"Black Wind Mountain?" The old man was stunned and whispered, "Black Wind, was the outer protective magical formation destroyed?"

A look of disappointment flashed past his eyes, along with a hint of bitterness. That's right, the demons are savage, and they won't stop until the humans die. How could they possibly be descendants of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple?

That day, the devil race had arrived in full fury. Even someone with his cultivation base had been killed in a single finger attack without being able to resist, not to mention those ordinary disciples.

They would definitely not be able to escape. There would be no descendants left in this world.

With regards to the fate of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple, he had long guessed that they wouldn't be able to survive that calamity.

Thinking of this, the old man felt a burst of sadness in his heart.

Thinking back to the past, their Ten Thousand Beast Temple was extremely glorious. Who would have thought that a single person now did not even exist in this world.

"How long has it been?"