All Living Beings Are Pawns!

Hearing Little Flame's words, Yu Cang laughed:

"Then thank you very much, Fellow True Dragon."

Little Flame waved his hand, "What 'True Dragon Fellow Daoist'? Great Shaman, just call me Little Flame."

As the two spoke, Zhang Xuanchen watched the Devil Qi surging within the altar.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:

"Do the Great Shaman, the other major clans of the Ancient Forest, and the ancient and powerful forces in the Cloudmist Continent all, like the Feather Clan, have Demon Seeds sealed within them?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Cang nodded. "That's right."

"In the Ancient Forest and the Cloudmist Continent, any force with a Nascent Soul or higher in command bears, to varying degrees, the responsibility of sealing the Demon Seed."

"Some tribes have sealed away only a few Demon Seed, perhaps a dozen or so."

As far as I know, the Imperial Family of the Great Yan Dynasty in the Cloudmist Continent even sealed away thousands of Demon Seed.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen's expression hardened. "So many?!"

"Sigh," a hint of weariness appeared on Yu Cang's face, "According to the records of my Feather Clan, these seals have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years."

"Hundreds of thousands of years?" the Great Sage exclaimed, then began counting on his fingers:

"Spirit Transformation a lifespan of five thousand years."

At the Void Refinement Realm, the Principle have begun to integrate into one's body, and lifespan is 30,000 years.

The number of the Body Integration Realm is in the hundreds of thousands, while those in the Mahayana Realm number in the hundreds of thousands or even millions...

These seals lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, roughly equivalent to the entire lifespan of the Mahayana Realm cultivator.

You... how many generations has this been passed down...?

The Great Sage put aside his disdain and became solemn with respect.

Yu Cang's eyes were deep, as he tried hard to recall something.

"According to the records of my clan's history, the Devil Race once swept across all realms, and wherever they passed, heaven and earth shattered, and all races perished."

Ultimately, the sages of all tribes paid a heavy price.

Only then were some of the Demon Seeds suppressed, and they were separated using Secret Realms, Grotto-Heavens, and ancient seals.

"Until now, these Secret Realm realms have merged back with the Xuanqiong Realm, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi has gradually sublimated, and the cultivation levels of cultivators have continued to improve."

However, those sealed Demon Seeds gradually revived and became active with the power of advancement, and then attempted to break through the seal.

At this point, Yu Cang's gaze fell upon the altar, his tone carrying an undisguised weariness.

"Of course, this is the price that has allowed my Feather Clan to continue to this day."

Maintaining the seal is an inescapable duty of our people.

"Without this obligation, my Feather Clan would be nothing more than a small clan, and would never have received the help of a noble person to survive to this day."

"On the first page of my clan's history, there are still two words recorded."

Zhang Xuanchen looked at him and asked:

What word?

Yu Cang said, word by word:

"World-Saving."

"This proves that my Feather Clan should dedicate ourselves to the Xuanqiong Realm to the utmost, even unto death!"

The moment the voice fell, the atmosphere inside the altar became heavier.

"Of course, these two words are not unique to my Feather Clan."

"The names of all forces that have sealed away the Demon Seed, whether they are powerful clans in the Ancient Forest or ancient tribal nations in the Cloudmist Continent, will be inscribed on the first page of their clan history."

"It's not to show off my merits, nor to seek rewards from future generations."

"It's so that future generations will remember why we exist and why we persevere."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen looked at Yu Cang and felt a surge of respect.

For hundreds of thousands of years, through countless generations of ancestors, they have always guarded the same seal.

Perhaps this is the price and responsibility for the existence of the Feather Clan.

This dedication cannot be simply described as a matter of responsibility.

Zhang Xuanchen immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed deeply to Yu Cang, and said respectfully:

"Your esteemed seniors are truly admirable; I deeply respect you."

"If I am fortunate enough to advance further in the future, I will definitely help you seniors overcome your current predicament, so that you can also leave this cage and see the magnificent landscape of the Xuanqiong Realm."

The predecessors he mentioned were naturally the ancestors of forces like the Feather Clan who had maintained the seal for hundreds of thousands of years.

Seeing this, Little Flame, Great Sage, Little Peach, Azure Lion, and Hu Nuannuan exchanged glances.

They all put away their usual playful expressions and bowed respectfully towards Yu Cang and the altar.

Yu Cang watched this scene with a slight smile on his face.

"I have taken your words to heart, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the clansmen who were maintaining the Formation, and he sighed softly.

Then he raised his hand and cast a Method Formula.

Buzz!

A golden Formation reappeared beneath everyone's feet.

The seven ancient cauldrons, the overwhelming Devil Qi, and the powerful Feather Clan on the altar rapidly transformed into blurry streaks of light and shadow.

The next moment, everyone returned to the Feather Clan Holy Temple.

As soon as she steadied herself, Yu Lan'er looked at Little Flame and said with a half-smile:

"Why did you stop talking?"

"As soon as you came in, you put on an act as if our Feather Clan owes you millions of Spirit Stones."

Now that you know the truth, what are you going to do?

Little Flame's face stiffened, and he retorted:

"Hey, little girl, what do you mean by that?"

"Although my Xuanqiong Realm will inevitably face the threat of Demon Calamity sooner or later, if it weren't for the Secret Realm merging of you extraterrestrial realms with the Xuanqiong Realm, how could we have encountered such a calamity so early?"

"You speak with such confidence."

Little Flame naturally realized that he had misunderstood the forces of the Ancient Forest, but he had already admitted his mistake and apologized.

Did it cause any damage to the Feather Clan?

Now that Yu Lan'er is criticizing him, he is naturally unhappy, given his personality.

After all, in his mind, the Feather Clan was nothing more than a race of inferior bloodline.

You're not as strong as him, so what right do you have to criticize him?

The Great Sage, standing to the side, also crossed his arms and echoed:

"That is."

"If it weren't for the merging of those Secret Realms, we could have enjoyed several more decades, or even hundreds of years of peaceful life."

"Now things are even worse; Demon Calamity, Demon Tombs, and Demon Seeds are appearing one after another, making it impossible to even sleep peacefully."

Little Flame nodded vigorously, "It's level one, it's level one..."

Yu Lan'er was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

"You..."

"Without the fusion of the Secret Realm and the Xuanqiong Realm, how could the heavens and earth of this world be elevated?"

"How did you come to know about the realms beyond the Spirit Transformation stage?"

"If the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi does not recover, how will you continue to grow stronger?"

The Great Sage curled his lip dismissively, "So what?"

"I don't want to exchange this method for the opportunity to become stronger."

Life is the most important thing.

"Lying in the mountains every day, basking in the sun, eating Spirit Fruits, and sleeping soundly—isn't that wonderful?"

He turned to look at Little Flame and asked:

"Little Flame, do you want this opportunity to become stronger?"

"In no mood."

"Little Peach, do you want to?"

"In no mood."

"Azure Lion, Hu Nuannuan, where are you two?"

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to either."

Hu Nuannuan revealed a charming smile, "I only want to live peacefully, of course I don't want to."

The Great Sage spread his hands, looking smugly at Yu Lan'er.

"See that?"

"None of us want to."

Yu Lan'er's chest heaved with anger, her fair fingers pointing at the group.

You... you scoundrels!

"How can this be called being a rogue?" the Great Sage said with great righteousness. "We were just expressing our true feelings."

"Your Feather Clan bear the responsibility of World-Saving, and we admire you."

Just because you did a good deed doesn't mean everyone has to be grateful or even risk their lives for it, right?

Do you know that over 100,000 lives were lost in the effort to eradicate the Demon Calamity in the Heavenly Dragon Sea Domain?

"Moreover, your family's Great Shaman also said that the reason your Feather Clan Ancestors chose to guard the seal was because they wanted to live and for the Feather Clan to survive."

"If there were no such reason, would your Feather Clan be willing to guard the seal?"

Even if the Great Sage is wrong, he can still refute it, let alone if he actually has some merit.

Yu Lan'er was speechless for a moment.

She wanted to refute him, but found that although the Great Sage's words were rude, they were not entirely without reason.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchen spoke up:

"Alright, stop arguing."

"This situation cannot be decided by any one party alone."

Whether it's the fusion of Secret Realms or the outbreak of Demon Calamity, it doesn't matter.

These are not things that you or I can control.

"All living beings are in the game of chess, and all are pieces on the board."

"The only difference is that some people have seen the chessboard, while others haven't."