"There's actually always been a rumor out there that the Flowing Camp was once nearly overturned," the storyteller said.
Lu Yin was startled. "Overturned?"
The storyteller nodded. "That's right. I don't know if it really happened, and I have no idea who started the rumor. Anyway, it circulated for a while: one race supposedly turned against the Flowing Camp and nearly tore the whole place apart. In the end, one of the strongest Rulers personally put them down."
The first thing Lu Yin thought of was humanity.
But the universe was home to countless races. Humans weren't the strongest, and there were too many races with talent and courage to count.
"Just imagine the nerve it would take to rebel against the Flowing Camp. The entire Main Dao established it. It holds all kinds of Main Dao powers, including a garrison from the Master Clan. And that's not to mention the countless traitors inside who betrayed their own people and defected to the Main Dao. The fact that the Main Dao took those traitors in shows how powerful they are."
"Those traitors also give the Main Dao a way to learn their race's weaknesses."
"Rebelling against the Flowing Camp is like trying to rebel against the Rulers. It's simply impossible."
Lu Yin's heart skipped a beat. What did he mean, it was like I wanted to rebel against the Rulers? That was exactly what he was doing.
This guy sure knew how to make comparisons.
"That all you know?" Lu Yin asked.
The storyteller replied, "What else do you want to know? I do know a few specific creatures imprisoned in the Flowing Camp, but I can't exactly give you a list."
"Thanks for the effort. I appreciate it."
The storyteller fell silent.
Looking over the list in his hands,