Pang Jian spoke the truth about the stout ape with lustrous black hair that he had found here.
The ape, holding a black iron cudgel and clad in Lock Armor, was placed within a stone pillar.
And when that black iron cudgel fell into Yu Xin's hands, it once manifested a ferocious Giant Ape a thousand feet tall that killed Feather Wing Tribe warriors and the Alien God puppet they worshipped.
"An ancient Demon Race?"
Fan Chen was taken aback, and, as he instinctively glanced at the numerous stone pillars around him, he said, "Are you suggesting that within these countless stone pillars, there might still be remnants of the Demon Race's corpses?"
"Mm, the corpses would be eroded into ash in an instant when they appeared. Just like the Level 10 Frost Giant Dragon we saw on the edge of the Demon Spirit Continent," explained Pang Jian, "However, their artifacts would not be tarnished by time."
