The ancestors could not help nodding at these words. Those who had fled from the Soul River, in particular, felt deeply wronged.
"Ancestor, you should have done this long ago. We were thriving at the Soul River, but those fellows slaughtered their way through and turned everything upside down. The clansmen left there now cannot withstand a single blow. If we don't make a decision soon, I'm afraid we'll be wiped out completely!"
The ancestor nodded and looked at the clansmen below. He waved his hand, and an image of the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin appeared behind him. Then the entire starry sky began to blaze with light, and an enormous face appeared above them!
On that face, they saw a wealth of inconceivably ancient information, as well as indescribable forbidden existences. The ancestors all shut their mouths, not daring to say another word. Only when the face opened its eyes did the leading ancestor slowly ask:
"Forefather, back then, you left this Weird Substance on this desolate plain, leaving us to guard this place for tens of thousands of years. Now an outside enemy has come, and he wants to destroy us. Although we are a scourge to them, he is undoubtedly a scourge to us as well. What should we do?"
The face that appeared on the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin nodded. As he looked at the clansmen below, his face was filled with helplessness. He thought of how, in pursuit of the supreme realm, he had not hesitated to walk the Great Dao alone, studying supreme powers unheard of before. Although he had ultimately succeeded in stepping into that realm, he had also become the strangest existence in the Zhou Tian Myriad Worlds.
With himself as its source, that mighty power was enough to reduce