"We offer our thanks, True Lord!"
Yu Zhong and the others bowed deeply, their voices ringing out with utter sincerity.
In a single day, they had gained freedom!
Everyone was so moved that they wept uncontrollably.
Many stood rooted to the spot in a daze. They had never imagined that one day, they would no longer be slaves, that they could freely declare their pursuit of the Nascent Soul Great Dao and a lifespan extended by a thousand years.
Vaguely, some recalled their younger selves in their glorious prime.
Back then, they feared neither heaven nor earth. From the first day they stepped onto the immortal path, they had sworn to attain the True Immortal Dao and eternal life, treating the Heavenly Talents and Heroes of the past like dung beneath their feet, scorning them utterly as they sought to contend with heaven itself.
Yet by their twilight years, after advancing to the Golden Core realm, everything had turned gray.
They had gone to Beast Spirit Immortal City to pay homage to the Hei clan, accepted their restrictions, and become the slaves of others.
From then on, their lives were no longer their own.
The slightest disrespect toward their masters would bring harsh punishment. Every day, they had to bow and scrape before Golden Core cultivators of the same realm, even Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining juniors, treading on eggshells.
Much less dare speak such rebellious words as pursuing the Nascent Soul Great Dao.
The instant they voiced it, death would descend. Their Lineage would be exterminated, their bodies turned into Blood Food, and their souls, after enduring endless torment, would become Spirit Slaughtering Curse Silk.
But now—
The clouds had parted, the mist had scattered, and they had seen the light of day!
"You need not thank me. This