Carving His Name in the History

The goodwill shown by the sea beast made the hunting aborigines' leader feel extremely grateful. Turning around, he pointed towards the distant forest. "Respected Son of the Sea, our ancestral tribe is under that foothill..."

"That's good, I will take the prey back to your tribe after a while." Zhang Lisheng looked at the direction of the aborigine's finger and noticed that there was nothing other than foliage. He could not see any shadow of a mountain as he looked towards the horizon. However, he still spoke in affirmation.

The reason why the young man did so was, of course, not because he was too bored and really cared whether these supernatural realm's aborigines would starve or not. Rather, he wanted to know just how effective the Eternal Comprehension Spell was, and until what level this so-called free communication would allow him to go.