If the foreign races' only goal had been to seize the True Realm, Chen Changan felt they would have succeeded long ago.
After all, before Chen Changan's father, there had been no one capable of resisting the foreign races.
Or perhaps there had been someone. But if so, why did no one in the True Realm know about it now?
The invasion that Chen Changan's father had faced was the only one the people of the True Realm knew of.
That was precisely why they regarded Chen Changan's father as the Lord of the True Realm.
Seeing Chen Changan frown as he pondered, the Five Ancestors of Literature furrowed their brows as well.
"What exactly did you mean by what you just said?"
At the Five Ancestors' question, Chen Changan stopped thinking.
"You said that foreign-race invasions had already happened in your era."
"But as far as I know, people in the True Realm today know nothing about that. As far as they're concerned, the invasion more than ten thousand years ago was the only one."
"Is it possible that another break in the record occurred after your time?"
"This shows that the foreign races are powerful, and that they've invaded the True Realm many times, yet the True Realm hasn't been occupied."
"So there's only one possibility: their goal isn't to occupy the True Realm, but to scour it clean."
"They've scoured the True Realm time and again, leaving it no chance to rise."
"Could the so-called escape from disaster during the Ancient Era also have had something to do with the foreign races?" Chen Changan asked, frowning.
Hearing Chen Changan's words, the Five Ancestors were stunned. Not occupation, but a purge?
A purge again and again, cutting off the True Realm's chances of rising?
But... wouldn't wiping everyone