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A few days later, the old turtle man had almost recovered from his injuries.
As Darren had fulfilled his promise to help, the old turtle man led him to the territory of the Water Kylin Clan.
"Sir, did the first Kylin ancestor come from outer space?"
Darren asked as they flew. The journey was long, and with nothing else to do, Darren had gotten very bored. A conversation seemed like the best way to pass the time.
"Well, according to the Kylin Clan, their first ancestor chanced upon this continent by accident. And yes, their first ancestor was from outer space."
"Then he must have been very powerful! Who is stronger, he or the Fire Kylin?"
"Ha-ha, the Fire Kylin cannot compare to the first ancestor.
You know, in ancient times, there were numerous kinds of cultivation methods and many great masters. The first ancestor of the Kylin Clan could be considered an unsurpassed master back then. He was tens of thousands of times stronger than the Fire Kylin," the old turtle smiled as he explained to Darren.
"You are right." Darren nodded. After a brief pause, he said, "I wish I could go back to the ancient times."
"From ancient times to the present, many geniuses have had the same thought as you. They have dreamed of seeing the immense wisdom present in ancient times. However, time always moves forward. We can't return to the past. But, there is one thing that I'm sure about. Strong warriors from ancient times haven't completely disappeared in the torrent of history."
"What!" Darren exclaimed in surprise.
"Do you mean that great masters from ancient times still exist in this world? How could it be possible?" Darren's eyes lit up at the prospect.
"Ha-ha." The old turtle man smiled when he saw Darren's excitement.
"Darren, do you know how long a holy emperor can live?" the old turtle man asked.
"Well... I'm not entirely sure. But, I guess no less than hundreds of thousands of years," Darren speculated.
"No. They can live for millions of years, at least."
"That long? But, even if they could live for millions of years, they couldn't be alive today. The continent has seen four great ages, and each period lasted for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years.
Moreover, people living in these ages have experienced times of great prosperity and catastrophes that ended their era. At the end of each age, almost all the holy emperors died. They could not have survived until now." Darren furrowed his brow as confusion coursed through him.
"I'm impressed that you are so familiar with our history.
What you don't know is that strong warriors found a way to continue their existence. They didn't completely disappear. Time cannot be reversed, but they found a way to still the passage of time. If a powerful warrior went through the time stand still, he might still be alive.
I once knew a senior holy warrior who had lived from the ancient times. However, he was chased by a mysterious force once he woke. In the end, he escaped to outer space, but he hasn't yet returned," the old turtle man said as if he recalled something.
"What?" Darren didn't know how to reply.
He knew that the old turtle man wouldn't make up a story as there was no need for him to lie.
"Sir, if what you said is true, how did they manage to still time? That sounds too incredible." Darren's heart thumped wildly.
"I don't know either. But, I do remember is that the senior holy warrior had mentioned that they lurked in the River of Forgetfulness and waited for the day that they could recover," the old turtle man explained.
"The River of Forgetfulness!"
The name seemed familiar to Darren. When he thought about it carefully, he remembered that the river near the abandoned well where the witcher lived was called the River of Forgetfulness!
Darren didn't think that it was a coincidence that the names of the river were the same.
"What? You still don't believe me?" the old turtle man asked with a faint smile. He could understand why young people would find it hard to believe.
"No, sir. I believe because I have seen the River of Forgetfulness! According to legend, a person would forget everything after drinking the water from that river. Now I understand that that river is likely to be formed by the Time Rule," Darren said as excitement coursed through him.
It was now the old turtle man's turn to be astonished.
"Have you really seen that river? Or have you just heard a legend about the river?"
"Yes, I have seen it. I have been to a place owned by a witcher with a river nearby," Darren explained.
"Witcher!" The old turtle man was stunned for a moment. Then relief reflected in his expression as he spoke. "What you've said sounds right. That senior holy warrior also mentioned a witcher. But, I have not yet understood what kind of existence is the 'witcher' in human beings."
"Well, let's put aside all this for now. The Water Kylin Clan territory is right in front of us. Let's sped up."
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