"Ancestor! Do you think what the Daluo Palace Master said is true?"
Beneath the azure sky, three streaks of light shot through the clouds. Despite their extreme speed, they created no shockwaves; even the clouds they passed through remained largely undisturbed.
Lu Yu couldn't suppress his doubts and asked Ancestor Mie Yang, "Can Mages, Fairies, and Ghost Gods all truly hope for Ascension?"
A hint of fury flashed in Wan Ping's eyes. He snorted. "What hope is there! Who knows where they got that inheritance from. They just came up with that whole 'spiritually clear and transparent Divine Soul' nonsense because they happen to be living humans!"
Lu Yu said nothing.
On Silent God Mountain, there were many ways to increase one's power. There were Ghosts who refused to harm others and purely cultivated their Divine Souls, cultivation paths that involved absorbing Incense and Candle Telekinesis, and, of course, Dharma Gates for killing people and Soul Refining.
