The elder spoke quietly.
"Seriously? Didn't they say this was a fifth-stage formation? Who on earth can control and refine the formation here?"
The young man asked curiously.
"Ordinary cultivators certainly can't achieve that, not even a fourth-stage array master."
"Perhaps another lineage of the Ku Rong Sect has entered the ruins and taken control of the formation here."
The elder voiced his speculation.
"You're kidding, right? Isn't the Ku Rong Sect's only lineage ours?"
The youth was taken aback.
"Of course, we're not the only lineage. As the saying goes, even the craftiest hare has three burrows."
"So is the Ku Rong Sect."
"To ensure the eternal continuation of the sect, it was split into more than a dozen branches."
"Each carrying the sect's heritage, they hid across the lands, waiting for the opportunity to rise again."
"Regrettably, tens of thousands of years have passed, and these branches have mostly been exterminated."
