The Spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor (3)

"It's over?" The stone sword slashed downward when Mei Siren, who had withdrawn the Fantasy Sword Technique, saw Xu Xiaoshou return. "How did the questioning go?"

To them, the language of the Giant Clan sounded like a strange yowling. It was hard to imagine how Xu Xiaoshou learned it. This guy seemed to know all the clans. Now, everyone would believe him even if he said that he knew the language of beasts.

"There's not much useful information, but I managed to get something about a 'Spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor'. Do you guys know anything about it?" Xu Xiaoshou looked at the group and told them everything that had just happened.

"The Heavenly Ancestor..." Xiao Kongtong's eyes narrowed as he mulled over this strange yet familiar term.