"I was originally a disciple of the Liu Clan Trading Company of Xueyao City. It was more than twenty thousand kilometers away from the northern skies of Xueyao City that he saw this severed arm flying towards him. " The well-dressed young man looked at Wei Suo and said, "When I saw this severed arm flying in the air, I was very shocked and wanted to get closer to take a look. However, this severed arm flew towards me and stopped right in front of me.

The Saint Ruler, Yu Di Shen Jun and the Black Bodhi Celestial Mother were all filled with surprise when they heard this. The process of obtaining the inheritance was truly too bizarre. However, Wei Suo didn't want the three of them to listen any longer. He reached out his hand and took out the Everlasting Bottle, putting himself and the well-dressed young man into it.

"Tell me in detail." Wei Suo also continued to frown. What this young man said had completely exceeded his expectations.

"At that time, this broken arm was completely covered in indigo light and stopped in front of me. Then, with a flash of light, the light on this broken arm completely disappeared, but in my mind, a lot of things suddenly appeared." The well-dressed young man did not want to hide it, he even wanted to get some information from Wei Suo about the Wasteland clansman's broken arm, so he said, "This is just like a method of filling the ceiling. The things that suddenly appeared in my mind include the cultivation method and technique I'm cultivating, my knowledge of the Ancient Desolation Plant, and even some ancient remains."

"Ancient ruins?" Wei Suo's eyebrows jumped again, "Other than these, is there anything else? Even the origin of this severed arm was not mentioned? "

Some of these places have already been explored by cultivators. In any case, I have already explored all of the places mentioned, and only found my magic robe and a few ancient treasures in one of them. It wasn't very useful. Other than these, there is nothing else. There is no mention of the origin of this severed arm. "

"Record the location of the severed arm and the items you have obtained from it. Aside from how the two ancient plants refined it, do not leave anything out." Wei Suo pondered for a long time before looking at the young man and saying this.

Although he still looked calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.

If this well-dressed young man was in a place like the Northern Mang, where he had coincidentally obtained a broken arm like this, as well as some ancient records, or if he had just coincidentally discovered the cave mansion left behind by a powerful elder of the Wasteland Race, he wouldn't be surprised at all and would instead feel relieved. However, it was simply too bizarre for his arm to fly through the air.

Furthermore, Lin Fenghua also received the inheritance of the Three Emperor Sect with a severed arm. This made him wonder if Lin Fenghua had also received the inheritance from this flying severed arm. In fact, he couldn't help but wonder if Zhankai Linglan, after inheriting Daoist Void's legacy, had also received a severed arm like this.

Where did these severed arms come from? How could they fly away like this? Could it be that these arms were all obtained from the desolated wasteland? Could there be something special within the desolated wasteland?

Many questions appeared in his mind, but he had already killed Lin Fenghua. In order to obtain any more clues, he would have to capture at least Zhantai Linglan alive.

"Didn't you say that you had two friends with you at that time? What were their ident.i.ties? Didn't your two friends come up with you to check? Why did it have to be you who got the inheritance? " Wei Suo asked after taking a deep breath. Although he had never heard of the Liu Family Trading Company, Xueyao City was a city at the southern edge of the continent. No matter how powerful the trading company within a city was, it could not be any bigger. In other words, even before this young man obtained the Desolate Clan's inheritance, he was only a small character.

"Hmph. When the two of them saw this severed arm, they felt that it was extraordinary. They wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h it, but I killed them all." The well-dressed young man coldly snorted and said, "They are my two senior brothers. They were on good terms with me and also came with me to check. However, this broken arm stopped right in front of me. "The power inside this broken arm is like a gus.h.i.+ng pot. I directly comprehended one of the arcane arts, that's why the two of them originally were no match for me, even though their cultivation levels were higher than mine."

Wei Suo's expression instantly changed slightly.

Previously, he had thought that the Saint Ruler and the others might be able to keep their lives because of the restrictions of the sect's inheritance. After all, if the monks were able to escape, they would be able to do so, but this young man was also a rogue cultivator and had no scruples. Moreover, this young man was extremely ruthless and decisive. He was a formidable character. Previously, he and Ling Long Tian had only wanted to ask about the arm of the Wasteland Race, but this young man had already killed them.

When this well-dressed young man talked about killing his two senior brothers, it was like he was squis.h.i.+ng two ants. He didn't even try to hide anything. Naturally, this sort of ruthlessness made Wei Suo feel as if he couldn't let him go.

"How are your two Senior Brothers' cultivation apt.i.tudes compared to yours?" Killing intent surged in Wei Suo's heart, but his expression remained calm as he looked at the young man and asked.

"Both of them were at the fifth level of the Circulatory Cycle. Although I was at the second level, they entered the sect ten years before me, so their talent was quite average." The well-dressed young man spoke with slight disdain.

Wei Suo was silent for a long time. His heart was in turmoil.

Of all the people he had met, there were only three who had obtained the Desolate Clan's inheritance. One was Lin Fenghua, one was Zhantai Linglan, and the other was this young man named Zhuo QingNing.

The three of them had a common trait. They seemed to know nothing about the Spirit Race and the Wasteland Race. They did not even know that what they received was the inheritance of the Wasteland Race.

Also, all three of them were talented cultivators, and they were even young men with extraordinary scheming. Zhuan Tai, Ling Lan, and Zhuo Qing Ning had both broken through to the Divine Profound Realm, and if Lin Feng Hua was not killed by Wei Suo, his current supernatural powers might not be any weaker than Wei Suo's.

If ZhanTai Ling Lan also had a broken arm of the Wasteland Clan, and this was the one he had chosen as his inheritor, then this matter would be somewhat terrifying.

If he was still alive, it would be impossible for him to not come out. Instead, he would be using self-mutilation to find the inheritor.

However, just having a fragment like the Sword King's Ancestor left behind was already extremely terrifying.

However, where did these severed arms come from? Since they were given to the heirloom of the Wasteland Race, they would never mention anything related to the Wasteland Clan. What kind of logic was this? This was something that Wei Suo could not understand no matter how hard he tried.

It was unknown what he was doing, but he didn't stop writing down what he was doing. In just a moment, he had recorded down all of the inheritance he had obtained from the Desolate Clan, with the exception of the two ancient plants.

Although this matter regarding the inheritance of the Wasteland Race had become more urgent due to the birth of the four-armed Wasteland Race, it was not the most important issue for the current Wei Suo. Therefore, when this well-dressed young man recorded everything he knew, he didn't think too much and directly took out a few green talismans, quickly looking through them.

"Tzu Hang's Fang-Hua Sutra... Meditation Sword … Cla.s.sic of the Desolation and Ancient Herbs... "The Lodge Wasteland …"

With just a sweep of his spiritual sense, Wei Suo discovered what he was looking for.

The cultivation technique this young man cultivated was known as the Tactics of the Fang Hua Sutra. For the current Wei Suo, this cultivation technique was extremely astonis.h.i.+ng. He could even refine elixirs that contained poison and unfavorable essences. In fact, this cultivation technique was similar to Wei Suo's' Water Emperor's Devouring Day Spell '. However, the amount of spiritual energy contained within it was far less than the number of water attribute Demonic Cores, so the speed of cultivation was much slower than the' Water Emperor's Devouring Day Spell '.

However, there was also something special about this Tactics of the airs.h.i.+p, which was that the unfavorable essences and toxins within the spirit herbs could be stored in a special location during cultivation. When facing an enemy, one hit could cause great harm to the opponent.

This was equivalent to using all the good and bad aspects of the highly toxic medicine.

However, he could only store the poison according to the cultivation technique after breaking through to the Spirit Xuan realm. This well-dressed young man had just broken through the Spirit Xuan realm and didn't have any savings, otherwise, it would be much more difficult for Wei Suo to deal with him.

It was no wonder that when Wei Suo was conversing with Ling Tian, Ling Long Tian had told him that during the battle with Bei Mang, the experts of the Wasteland race who practiced this technique were the main force of the Wasteland Race. Furthermore, they had a unique pinkish aura on their bodies.

Furthermore, there was the Ancient Desolation Herbs Scripture!

This scripture depicted the uses and methods of many of the primordial plants, and there were even recipes!

Most likely, only the Wasteland Race knew about the ancient plants. There was no inheritance in the outside world, and at least Wei Suo had access to so many ancient books. There was no record of the ancient plants within them at all.

Being able to cultivate such a single set of scripture was nothing, but with this set of Ancient Desolation Herbs Scripture, it was like adding wings to a tiger. It could be said that if a person could not cultivate these two scriptures to the Divine Xuan realm, then there was simply no justice.

And what caused Wei Suo's heart to beat even faster was this young man's method of killing with his spiritual sense, the Meditation Sword.

The destructive power of this incantation was not as great as the Tathagata Divine Light, but it did contain a technique that could strengthen the Divine Sense!