A murderous glint flashed in Lu Yin's eyes. Just as he'd suspected: during the First Eryu battle, that butterfly had claimed it wanted both sides to cease fighting, but it had actually been helping the Eternal Clan.
Now, the Heavenly Sect had only just issued its call to arms, and the butterfly had returned. If it let the Lost Race leave with it, what would become of the Heavenly Sect's reputation? If the Eternal Clan spread the news, Lu Yin would become a laughingstock.
No matter how he looked at it, that butterfly was helping the Eternal Clan.
Mr. Mu spoke gravely. "The Four Directional Guardians are not to be trifled with. I sensed Tian En's arrival, so I had no choice but to come from Primordial City. To protect the Lost Race, we either have to fight the Four Directional Guardians with everything we have, or let them go. With humanity's current strength, we might be able to contend with the Guardians, but the Eternal Clan would be difficult to deal with as well."
"We'll handle it ourselves," Elder Dan Gu said in a low voice.
The Lost Race rarely communicated with other civilizations. They simply didn't want to lose anything else. The same applied in reverse: other civilizations could afford to lose them, since they weren't close.
Lu Yuan couldn't help saying, "Since the Four Directional Guardians have a duty to fulfill, they shouldn't be willing to fight us to the death over one Lost Race. If they're all wiped out in the end, they'll be even less able to carry out their duty."
"Sending two or three of them wouldn't be a problem," Mr. Mu said. "The Four Directional Guardians rarely appear. They've only shown up a handful of times over the years, because it's difficult for