"It can be confirmed now. You were fooled. That little deceiver never uttered a single truthful word."
At this moment, outside the ruins of Tianyuan City, a hundred miles away, two faint figures stand in solitude.
It was Zeng Shu the old ghost and another female ghost.
These are the remnants of the Primordial Spirits of two once-powerful cultivators who fought the alien demons.
After over ten days of recovery, their Primordial Spirits no longer appeared as weak as before and became strong again. Apparently, they each have their own methods to restore their Primordial Spirits.
"Indeed, that kid didn't speak a single word of truth. However, his smooth-talking nonsense still seems seamlessly logical. I wonder though, what is this trial mechanism they speak of?"
