Especially Ye Feng, his face was full of astonishment.
As the Chosen One, he could sense the aura of the Ancient Heroic Spirit Power, and so, he had always known that the Spiritual Energy of the Heroic Spirits in the Southern River Basin was much more concentrated than in other areas.
Combining the skull of an Ancient Holy God found beneath the Hardwood Plains with the description of the ancient wars in the Southern River Basin provided by the fat orange cat Pudding, Ye Feng realized that this Ancient Heroic Spirit Power had been left behind from those times.
"What's the level of the Eighteen Ancient Clans?"
Ye Feng asked curiously.
Whether it was the Eighteen Ancient Clans or the Eighty Ancient Clans, they didn't have much to do with Ye Feng.
However, he was curious, so he asked.
