The prerequisite to finding the truth was strength.
Meng Chao pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "Leaf, do you know how to get a totem armor?"
The youth had been a captive for several days, tied up with the rat people from different villages.
Many of the rat people had a habit of migrating and wandering. Their stomachs were full of folk stories and gossip.
He had really gained a lot of information regarding the clans and totems.
He told Meng Chao that if the bloodline of the strongest of the five clans flowed in their bodies, the clan would have an ancient inheritance.
Then, when they passed the coming of age ceremony and seized their own name, they would be able to obtain the totems bestowed by the clan.
Most of these totems came from experts who had passed away in the clan. They had a history of hundreds or even thousands of years and were extremely powerful.
"Wait, so totems can be separated from the user?"