The Might of the Sacred Venerable Was Enough to Cover the World

The moment he said this, even the Ancestral God could not help flying into a rage, his heart stirring with murderous intent.

Back then, the Dragon Court had already sensed that the end was near. Yet no matter how the dragon clan's divine calculators calculated, they could not determine why they would be destroyed. They went to seek the Ancestral God, but even he could not explain the reason.

It was only after Cui Yan arrived, pierced through the Three Realms, and the Dao Cry swept across the earth that they learned where their annihilation had come from.

The Dragon Court, that most magnificent civilization, had been reduced to ashes. Countless incredibly powerful beings had turned to dust one after another.

The destruction of all living beings in the Three Realms had left behind only the shattered Earth Immortal Realm. It had multiplied for tens of millions of years until now, yet had still not recovered its vitality. How could it be dismissed with the words that weakness itself was the original sin?

Lu Yiren said solemnly, "My parents had no ill intentions. They loved doing good and giving to others. They merely wanted to pass on the principles recorded on the three pieces of Cui Yan to this backward universe. They also never expected you to be so weak that you could not receive such a precious gift. Even less did they expect you to misunderstand them, resulting in the tragedy of both my parents losing their lives."

The Sacred Venerable said grimly, "Your parents' deaths were a tragedy, but the Dragon Court's annihilation and the countless deaths of the people in the Human World—were those not tragedies? We were living perfectly well, and then you came out of nowhere and made us undergo Zang Transformation. If we did