During this time, Shu Yongxiao asked several questions, which Long Haochen answered one by one. Only then did he learn that although these predecessors slept here, they still knew something about the major events that had taken place across the continent over the past six thousand years. Every few decades, the Temple Head who controlled the Sacred Mountain Token would come here and bring them news from the outside world.
"Good, what a Holy Temple Federation. It has finally succeeded. It is a pity that we cannot leave this place lightly. Otherwise, I would have gone to settle accounts with those little brats long ago. For the sake of their own selfish interests, they disregarded strengthening the Alliance's power. At least they came to their senses before it was too late." Shu Yongxiao was unexpectedly very supportive of the New Federation's establishment. From what he said, it seemed that when Yang Haohan had come here thirty years ago, he had already proposed a similar idea.
Just then, an elderly man came to Shu Yongxiao's side and asked Long Haochen, "Child, you said that the Knight Temple now has all six Divine Seal Knights, correct?"
Long Haochen nodded. "Yes. The Knight Temple is now brimming with talent and should be at the height of its strength. Including me, all six Divine Seal Thrones have their wielders."
"Good, excellent." The old man was visibly stirred. "Back then, when I decided to gather all humanity's strength to forge five Divine Seal Thrones, I made a grand vow: when humanity could one day command all six Divine Seal Thrones, it would be the perfect opportunity for us to launch a counteroffensive against the Devil Race. It seems Heaven has not treated us poorly! As our Soul Fires are about to fade, it has brought