"…"
Standing in the air, Long Hua blinks his eyes, and using his divine senses, he projects his voice outwards—starting with a sigh of fatigue.
Simultaneously, all eyes are drawn to Long Hua, to which, he remarks—
"Evil Warding Tribe, Golden Sculpture Tribe, Blood Saint Tribe, Promethean Giant Tribe, all these tribes that were once a part of this world are no longer around. Gone, washed away by the flows of time."
The names of these tribes, they come from the monoliths of the first ruins that were excavated.
And being rather familiar with these tribes' names, the villagers raised their ears at full attention.
"This god has watched over this world throughout its many resets; denizens of the current era—you'd be wise to pay careful attention to the contents inside of the village's library. There, you shall learn the truths of this world."
Turning in the direction of the villagers, Long Hua adds—
"Part yourselves from this remnant of the old world—for this god is no longer able to shield it from its next reset. Henceforth, you must make do without this god's protection."
Amidst the delivery of these words, Long Hua feels like it's a miracle for him to maintain a stoic expression on his face, whereas—
"…"
"…"
Wanting to vomit, but unable to; wanting to cuss aloud, but forced to keep everything within their throats, Hui Sang and Xu Tian Kun thought—
(Disgusting! This bast…- This venomous snake is utterly shameless!)
(Screw this venomous snake! If I had my original cultivation base, I'd splatter him like a fly!)
"Leave this village?"
"…To the outside world?"
Different from Hui Sang and Xu Tian Kun, the other villagers can't help but put on an expression of concern.
Although they had expected this to happen, it is nevertheless difficult to accept the situation when it has truly occurred.
Taking a step forward, Zhu Xu asks—
"Lord Tian She Zi, is there more advice that you can give to us?"
Towards Zhu Xu's request, Long Hua answers—
"Advice—I have none left to give. However, your enemies' name… They are the Ling Yuan family, an organization that resides in the Everlasting Spirit Realm. Our world, its name is the Leng Bing Realm."
"…"
Just as Long Hua had spoken up to this point, Yun You rises off his seat with a look of concern; however—
"Sit. No point in stopping the inevitable."
"…Ai."
Towards Wu Xiao's words, Yun You can only heave a sigh, and let things be.
...…
"Everlasting Spirit Realm?"
"Leng Bing Realm?"
Muttering the name of two worlds, Zhou Chen and Yang Ning felt an increasing sense of pain emanating from their heads.
And as memories flash within their minds—
(Yún Bì Xié, hand over your dog life!)
(Venerate Héngxīng, regret your decision to invade the Everlasting Spirit Realm!)
Within these fragmented memories, the two witnesses the sight of two figures exchanging hits with one another—out in the vast heaven.
The first figure, Yun Bi Xie is dressed in black robes with a golden Qilin pattern.
The second figure, Venerate Hengxing is dressed in white robes over a black layer.
The amount of destruction caused by the two's exchanges, it's more than ten times greater than the havoc caused by Long Hua and Xia Lie Yang's battle, as shards of the dimensional boundaries surrounded them.
"…"
"…"
Staring at one another, Zhou Chen and Yang Ning see a complex array of emotions in each other's eyes, to which—
"…!"
"…!"
Simultaneously, the two take three steps back from the other, as if afraid of the other person launching a surprise attack.
...…
Standing beside Wang Yongning, Shao Tianming frowns, as he mutters—
"Ling Yuan family…"
Shào Jiāng Lè is Shao Tianming's father, and the former is an executive of the Ashen River Hall.
As a result of this, Shao Tianming is naturally exposed to more details than other core members.
"…"
Turning to Shao Tianming, Wang Yongning asks—
"Does the name of that organization sound familiar to you?"
"…My old man, he told me in the past—that we and the Immortals might share a common root."
"Ah? Shao-laoda, this…-?"
"For real?"
Turning to Chen Lan and Li Zi Xiang, Shao Tianming presses a finger to his lips.
"…"
Shocked, but understanding the need for such secrecy, Wang Yongning doesn't shout aloud, and maintains a calm expression on his face, while thinking—
(If that's really the case, then… What is the purpose of this world—for the Ling Yuan family to keep us here? Sinner… This word, it's been there for as long as the people of the inner domain can remember. …What wrongs did we commit if we truly were sinners?)
...…
Off to the side—
"…"
Li Xue narrows her eyes—having caught wind of what Shao Tianming had said.
...…
"…"
Allowing the weapon spirits to process this bit of news, Long Hua waits for a full minute prior to adding—
"Inner domain and outer domain, it matters very little. Ultimately, you're all a member of this world now. This god has little rights to give a directive—for you all to unify under a single banner; however…-"
Unable to continue speaking without feeling extremely cringe, Long Hua closes his eyes, and vanishes from sight—leaving his words unfinished, and open for interpretation.
Inwardly, he thought—
(Ai, it really doesn't matter what domain you're a part of. In the end, all of you are but disposable pawns to me. Tools, whose sole purpose in my eyes—is to distract the Ling Yuan family for me after I leave this world. If you all can unite under a single banner, and work more efficiently towards this goal—all the better.)