The two of them passed through layers of coral palaces and returned to the Tian He Lineage's residence.
Unlike the Kui Shui Lineage's ostentatious, domineering architecture, the palaces here seemed more ancient and tranquil.
Giant sea anemones stretched their soft tentacles in the current, giving off a faint glow that lit the road beneath them, covered in fine white sand.
The surroundings were very quiet.
Occasionally, a few members of the Tian He Lineage passed by. When they saw Shui Tian, they merely bowed from a distance. Their eyes held reverence, but little vitality.
The entire residence was shrouded in a twilight-like stillness.
"Kui Bing won't let this go."
Shui Tian stood on a terrace, gazing at the coral forest undulating in the distance. His voice was quiet.
"He'll come looking for trouble soon."
Shen Fan stood beside him, his gaze calm.
"There's something I don't understand."
His voice broke the silence:
"You're all members of the Water Origin Spirit Race. Why are you fighting so fiercely?
Shouldn't you stand together and work toward the same goal?"
"Are the main and branch lineages really so irreconcilable?"
Shui Tian fell silent for a moment, seeming to gather his thoughts.
He turned and leaned against the jade railing, his sea-blue hair drifting slightly in the water.
"In the Water Origin Spirit Race, the status of main and branch lineages has never been fixed."
"Whoever is stronger becomes the main lineage."
"Whoever can lead the race to prosperity wields authority and claims the greatest share of resources."
His voice carried a trace of distant recollection and an almost imperceptible desolation.
"The Kui Shui Lineage, to which Kui Bing belongs, has been the main lineage and flourished for nearly a million years."
Shen Fan listened quietly.
"But our Tian He Lineage..."
A complex emotion