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The Greater Desolation was shrouded with malevolent energy, within the persistent dense fog, a golden figure strolled forward.
During his second visit to the Greater Desolation, Taisu saw this place with a completely different perspective.
The him of today had stronger cultivation, a broader vision, and most importantly, he had knowledge in his belly, no longer just a rash man who knew only how to roll up his sleeves and fight.
"Within the malevolent energy lies the Source of Bloodline of the Monster Tribe, a chaos that cannot form an effective legacy, but even after being filtered by the Bu Zhou Mountain Range, it still influences the bloodlines of the Monster Tribe in the outside world," he muttered to himself.
Taisu whispered, "In this way, even through several great cataclysms of heaven and earth, the Monster Tribe will always be able to pass down their bloodline, and not have their future buried within the great disaster."
Then the problem arose.
