Only those who have reached the Immortal King Realm can go here. Ordinary people cannot get close to the space-time rift at all.

"Ancestor, the two tribes have been killing each other. Is there no other way to coexist?"

Liu Wuxie was really puzzled. They were all disciples recruited by Shu Wuzhi. The internal space of Wangtian Cauldron was limited, so why didn't they choose to coexist.

"Because we are symbionts!"

The ancestor looked helpless.

"What is a symbiote?"

Liu Wuxie looked confused. This was the first time he heard such strange words.

"The first generation leaders of the two major tribes were actually conjoined, with two heads sharing the same body. Later, they separated inexplicably and became two independent bodies, but they only had one hand and one foot, so they both wanted to kill them.

The other party, snatch the other half of the body, because the two are symbionts and are too familiar with each other, so it is difficult to kill each other."

The ancestor began to narrate the past events for Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie looked in disbelief. She didn't expect Shu Wuzhi to be such a perverted person.

Symbiotes are extremely rare, and Shu Wuzhi doesn't know where he found them.

Generally, if symbionts are forcibly separated, they will definitely die. Shu Wuzhi is a generation alchemy god, there will definitely be a way to keep them alive.

Only through continuous fighting can we ensure that the natives like Wangtianding will accelerate their reproduction and cultivate more believers.

After reaching the Immortal Emperor Realm, in their eyes, those believers are just tools to use, and they don't care about their life or death at all.

Moreover, Shu Wuzhi built his own sculptures in both tribes, asking each tribe to kneel in front of the portraits and pray every day to decompose the power of faith.

"So there are always flaws in your genes. Only by eliminating each other and depriving each other of their genes can you be complete."

Liu Wuxie nodded, understanding the meaning of his ancestor's words.

The ancestor did not speak, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

Liu Wuxie's spiritual consciousness is still searching for the Great Book of Mysteries.

"It would be great if the Divine Book of Heavenly Dao were here. I would definitely be able to sense the existence of the Great Book of Mysteries."

Liu Wuxie said secretly.

Liu Wuxie didn't know what the Great Book of Secrets looked like. Some said it was a book, some said it was a stone tablet, and there were various theories.

The soul cannot stay outside for a long time, so the ancestor returned to the Lu tribe with Liu Wuxie.

The sky was getting dark, the fire outside was still burning, and the Xiong clan's army had retreated into the distance.

After his soul returned to the soul sea, Liu Wuxie briefly moved his body. His body had not been controlled by his soul for a long time and became a little stiff.

"I'm telling you this, I hope you can help the Lu clan repel the Xiong clan's army."

The ancestor opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Liu Wuxie's face, hoping that Liu Wuxie could help the Lu family repel the Xiong family's army.

The two tribes have been fighting for countless years. Although there were fights before, the strength of the two tribes was almost the same.

But this time it was different. The addition of Yu He and the others put the Lu clan into a passive position.
Chapter completed!