When Lin Yan returned to Dragon Head City.
He learned that Shangguan Shang had made separate arrangements for the remaining members of the Azure Emperor Clan.
Shangguan Shang looked at Lin Yan, hesitating slightly.
"You are the leader of humanity, the figure guiding this era."
Lin Yan said, "Your decisions need not have my approval."
As he spoke, he looked toward the sky.
He had always felt that the emperors among those Immortal Deities, who passed down their bloodlines as their inheritance, must have possessed a method of revival in later generations.
If the Azure Emperor's bloodline were severed, it might bring about consequences of terrifying magnitude.
If the Azure Emperor Bloodline were transformed within humanity,
then when the Azure Emperor revived in the future, he could reappear in the world in human form.
Moreover, humans bearing the Azure Emperor Bloodline would surely possess vigorous vitality and extraordinary talent in the future, making them less likely to die prematurely.
"Rivers and seas embrace every stream!"
Lin Yan slowly said, "Humanity is a vast ocean. The Azure Emperor Bloodline, preserved in only a dozen or so people, will become part of the seawater once scattered into that ocean..."
He looked at Shangguan Shang, then pointed at the Heavenly Eye between his brows and said solemnly, "How is this not also a method of strengthening humanity?"
Having received his teacher's approval, Shangguan Shang immediately revealed a look of delight.
Then he pointed toward the Wood Emperor Palace and said quietly, "This palace..."
Lin Yan glanced over, his gaze tightening.
A very long time ago—no, more precisely, far into the future—he had seen this palace.
In the Ancestral Realm of the High Heavens.
It was the palace where the Martial Saint of the Human Realm had fallen into slumber to resist the erosion