Ming Long was a hero in her generation. She knew much more than Wu Yu.

Also, she had trained for a few hundred years by the time she hit her peak.

Now she was an ancient relic.

"What did you remember?" Wu Yu was very curious about this.

Ming Long was very agitated. She stuttered for a long time before she said, "Demon Dao Sect does not refer to the strength of the sect, but to the uniqueness of this sect. It did not belong to my generation. It is something that existed a few hundred thousand years before my generation. Do you know what is so special about it?"

"Are you joking, how would I know?" Wu Yu said. 

Every time they met such a situation, Ming Long would feel a deep sense of satisfaction. She smiled proudly and said, "Its first unique characteristic is that it was a sect built by a demon. Everyone knows that demons are more reliant on the Natural Mystiques of their inherited bloodline. The power of a Natural Mystique can be much stronger than a martial cultivator’s Great Dao Mystique. The Great Dao Mystiques of martial cultivators actually...