"Brother Yan, you're putting me in a very difficult position!"
After a moment of silence, Zhou Yuan finally spoke slowly, his expression deeply conflicted. Zhao Mushen, Chu Qing, and the others also wore helpless looks.
When they had stopped Yan Qingshan earlier and fought him, they had initially believed him to be a remnant of the Sacred Race. After all, they all knew about the Heavenly Evil God.
Back when Zhou Yuan had destroyed the Sacred God, he had originally had the chance to wipe out the Sacred Race completely. Yet, for some reason—whether his mind had gone blank or something else—he had not chosen to eradicate evil to the very end.
After refining the Sacred God into the Divine Bone of All Beings, he had turned around to revive his wife. Though several venerables of the various races had warned him that the Sacred Race had escaped, and though he had detected their traces himself, he had not pursued them. The reason sounded rather ridiculous.
Zhou Yuan had not pursued the Sacred Race because, through cultivation, he had glimpsed a secret of space and time and seen that the Sacred Race was ultimately still destined for complete extinction. Once he learned that the Sacred Race would eventually fall, he simply chose to leave them alone.
According to what he had seen, the Sacred Race truly had fallen in the end. Yet during that process, trillions upon trillions of living beings in the Great Thousand World and countless smaller worlds had suffered for fifty thousand years. Countless lives had been ruined and exterminated because of his single thought. In the end, it was all because the Heavenly Origin Realm had failed to eliminate evil completely.
"You find yourself in a difficult position? Then tell me—what did these living beings do