Ling gazed at A’Man with quite a strange expression on his face!

All the races!

All the races in the large universe!

Yang Ye was quite surprised. He hadn’t expected A’Man to say that. However, regardless of whether she was telling the truth or not, Yang Ye was quite grateful right now.

Meanwhile, A’Man suddenly stopped, “We’re here!”

Yang Ye and Ling looked up, and they could faintly see a mountain in the distance.

“That’s Southern Qilin Mountain!” A’Man spoke in a low voice, “It’s the only spirit vein in this area.”

Spirit vein!

Yang Ye looked up. Sure enough, he could sense fluctuations of spirit energy now. However, he thought of something, and it was that there were spirit veins in the Primordial Pagoda. They were the spirit veins he’d gathered in the past.

Of course, he didn’t dare to let them outside!

Wouldn’t that be no different than courting death?

Spirit veins were the scarcest resource in this place, and he had so many. He could imagine that if he revealed...