CHAPTER 821: CHAPTER 372: APPROACHING THE TRUTH

The fallen statue;

Streets so clean they are spotless, without any marks of time passing;

Wang Jixuan had a fleeting vision of elongated figures, standing around him, smiling and gazing at him, speaking incessantly.

He instinctively took two steps back, bumping into Amina’s embrace.

"What’s wrong?"

Amina asked softly:

"I feel you’re wavering."

Can you not be shaken?

Wang Jixuan calmed his mental state, the surrounding illusions vanished, and he lowered his head, staring at the statue, then gave it a hard kick.

"Wang!" Zheng Shiduo quickly shouted, "Careful not to get caught!"

Bang.

The lower part of the statue shattered.

Wang Jixuan looked around warily, but there wasn’t any sign of drones.

Interesting.

Ji Xiao asked, "Aren’t these statues protected? Let me try too."

As he spoke, Ji Xiao had already moved to the statue beside him, raising his hand to press on the arm of the statue.

Woo woo——

The alarm blared loudly.

Barbell-shaped drones flew from all directions.

"Warning! Unknown identity visitor, please do not destroy historical monuments!"

Ji Xiao stood frozen in place, his mouth twitching slightly, but in essence, he was a spirit slave to a spirit cultivator, and spirit cultivators couldn’t resist that beam of red light, and he naturally wouldn’t arrogantly challenge it.

Ji Xiao honestly withdrew his right hand.

The swarm of drones immediately dispersed.

Wang Jixuan had noticed that when these drones weren’t active, they hid in ’hulls’ on the outer walls of buildings, with almost every large building having two rows of drone hulls.

Zheng Shiduo muttered softly, "Wang, why is it that touching someone else’s statue would trigger an alarm, but touching yours doesn’t."

"Don’t talk nonsense!" Wu Man frowned, "This isn’t sir!"

"Lao Zheng really guessed right."

Wang Jixuan had also calmed down by now, squatting in front of the toppled statue, he said in a low voice:

"This is me."

Everyone was shocked.

Amina asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Wang Jixuan’s fingers slid across the statue’s nose, "I naturally wouldn’t mistake myself, this is the original me, you should have seen it too, Amina."

Amina nodded: "Even though you rarely look in the mirror, your memory indeed reflects this appearance."

"I have a hypothesis now."

Wang Jixuan muttered:

"I went to possess Mu Liang’s body, it should be the second phase of rebirth.

"Before that, there should have been a first phase.

"In interacting with this civilization and cooperating, I don’t know by what means, what I went through, but became a significant figure worth commemorating with a monument, but then something happened that probably caused my fall.

"The event that occurred should be closely related to this civilization’s destruction, otherwise considering how clean this place is, they wouldn’t let this statue lie here unattended."

Amina crossed her arms, pondering: "You mean..."

"The so-called Spiritual Energy Circuit, it was originally a combination of prohibitions and formations, used in the cultivation world for artifact refining, this civilization used it for refining people."

Wang Jixuan mumbled, slowly standing up, the red mark on his forehead flickering with light.

He glanced towards the city center, whispering: "Let’s go, from now on we won’t search randomly, just proceed in a straight line, investigate whatever we discover on the way, and if there are no finds, it doesn’t matter, only by finding that Residual Spirit can everything have an answer."

Amina replied: "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself."

"Pressure?" Wang Jixuan blinked, "I’m just a bit frustrated, why is it my statue that’s lying down!"

"Uh, well, should we set it upright?"

"I’ll do it, I’ll do it, how can we let the spirit cultivator do this kind of work, hey, this statue feels so smooth."

"Lao Zheng, stay away from my statue!"

The group laughed and joked a bit, soon starting to run towards the central district of the Cloud City.

However, the city was too vast, and it would take them some time to get there.

After they left, the statue, part of which Wang Jixuan had kicked off, leaned on the stone pedestal, gaining a little of a fragmented artistic flair.

In the corner’s confinement room, Nierdamon was pacing back and forth.

He was going to share his major discovery with a new ally.

This discovery shocked him greatly, Wang Zheng was actually the spiritual leader of this ancient civilization, the Great Pioneer!

Was the origin of spiritual cultivation, actually cultivators?

Nierdamon felt something stirring in his heart, a longing, a craving for truth and historical knowledge.

...

Wang Jixuan and his companions smoothly made their way to the central city district.

Because they didn’t scatter to search further, they didn’t find a large building they could enter, Wang Jixuan even deliberately tried to see if he could unravel those formations, but just approaching them attracted the attention of a large number of barbell drones.

The Daoist wisely chose to avoid physical confrontation.

Not mentioning anything else, there were more than three to five hundred barbell drones on a single street alone.

The whole city was interconnected, with at least hundreds of thousands of barbell drones.

And these were just the small machines used for maintaining order, if there weren’t any powerful ancient autonomous weapons here, even if he were to kill the remaining Galino, Wang Jixuan wouldn’t believe it.

"Should I fly you guys over?"

Amina suggested:

"I should have passage privileges here."

"No rush," Wang Jixuan declined again, "takes just one or two more hours, we’re also getting to know more about this civilization."

"The scenery is more or less the same from here on out."

Amina was also quite troubled:

"I’m just curious to know what interesting things will happen when you face that Ancient Remnant Spirit.

"This is a bit beyond my understanding."