"Does Marshal Ye know the root cause of the turmoil on the Primordial Continent?"
The question Qingqiu's old fox, Tu Zheng, posed with such solemn seriousness stunned Ye Zhen for a moment, then made him want to laugh.
Wasn't asking that just rehashing an old tune and putting on an air of mystery?
Great Zhou itself had been researching this question. The Heavenly Patrol Division, as an intelligence agency, had been gathering all kinds of intelligence and constantly studying the roots of the unrest, seeking to resolve the current chaos on the Primordial Continent and reunify Great Zhou.
It could basically be said that Great Zhou had long understood the root cause of the turmoil on the Primordial Continent. It simply lacked the power to resolve it.
Yet before Ye Zhen's smile could emerge, an even greater doubt replaced it in his heart.
The Fox Clan's Nine-tailed Celestial Fox of old had possessed the ability to calculate all the heavens. Even the Dao Ancestors' predictions of heavenly secrets could not compare to the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox's ability to calculate all the heavens.
Of course, this old fox Tu Zheng could not compare to the Fox Clan's legendary Nine-tailed Celestial Fox, but as the great clan head of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, he absolutely could not be underestimated.
To be precise, no fox could be underestimated.
So why was this old fox Tu Zheng deliberately asking a question whose answer had already been uncovered?
Ye Zhen's heart turned solemn.
The root cause of the current turmoil on the Primordial Continent actually lay in three great sources of calamity. The first was the Devil Race.
The Devil Race did not engage in production and was aggressive by nature. They took pleasure in enslaving and plundering Great Zhou's human race, while also seeking