The group's expressions changed at these words. Looking at the Ancient Ancestor before them, their eyes were full of discontent. Some of the younger clansmen even began shouting, for they had only recently been born on the Plateau and were utterly unwilling to keep hiding here like turtles withdrawn into their shells.
"Great ancestor, why must you make us settle here? We were once so prosperous and flourishing. The Soul River belonged to us, and the myriad heavens and realms belonged to us too. Why must we hide here?"
"Yes, ancestor, lead us out to slaughter them! Let us display our glory once more and enslave the myriad heavens. Why must we skulk here and build up our strength?"
"I'm willing to go out and fight. Don't make me stay here anymore! I don't want to spend my whole life on the Plateau until I die of old age. I want to see those myriad realms and heavens..."
"Shut up. If you can get out, then go out yourselves. Even if the ancestor protected you as you left, how long do you think you could survive?"
As a mighty voice rang out, the many young beings fell silent. Looking at the Four Ancient Ancestors before them, their eyes were full of unwillingness to accept this, while the blood-red eyes above everyone's heads never said another word.
Meanwhile, inside the Thatched Cottage, Ye Xingchen watched the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda light up continually, a trace of a smile appearing in his eyes. He thought that Chu Feng had been inside for less than half a month, yet had already trained his way to the seventh level of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Quite satisfied, he smiled and waved his hand, immediately injecting another wisp of the power