"Do you all wish to attain immortality?"
Dongyang Si Chen's loud cry struck directly at the heart of the Ancestral God Hall priests whose loyalties wavered.
Unable to attain immortality, their lifespans exhausted, they could either pass away in meditation or go into slumber on Ancestral God Mountain. This was the pain buried in the hearts of countless Ancestral God Hall priests.
Setting aside Great Zhou's Founding Ancestor Ji Bang, the founding civil and military officials who had returned to life alongside Ji Bang had in fact entered slumber on Ancestral God Mountain long ago.
Among these founding civil and military officials, only a few still had surviving clans. The descendants of many had fallen into obscurity, while the bloodline heirs of some had already vanished into the long river of history.
Take Great Zhou's Founding Chancellor Wang Meng. His descendants had perished tens of thousands of years ago, his lineage and ancestral incense utterly severed.
Even the family descendants of those founding civil and military officials had been unable to escape the fate of decline and ruin after they entered slumber.
Much less these ordinary Creation Realm Divine Generals, Creation Realm Divine Beings, and the countless priests behind the Dao Realm priests.
Once they were no longer there to support them, if their descendants produced not even one or two outstanding talents, it would not take long before other nobles swallowed them clean.
But just as Dongyang Si Chen had said, if they remained alive in this world, it would be different.
So long as powerful figures like them remained alive for a day, their families could flourish for a day. If they lived for ten thousand years, their families could flourish for ten thousand years.
If they attained immortality, then their families...
Of course, that was immortality viewed