Spirit Lord had nearly forgotten how many wars He had experienced in His life.
From the moment of their birth, immortals had fought over faith, and friction was unavoidable. Thus began battles between subordinates and Retainers, which eventually spread to clashes among immortals themselves. From competing for faith to living beings gradually gaining the wisdom they had learned from immortals, a long span of time passed. Then war expanded from struggles for faith among immortals into great wars between immortals and the major races of the world.
Across the eras of His existence, He had seen countless races and endured rebellion after rebellion, until He too had been swept under by the torrent of worldly beings' resistance that brought about the fall of the Immortal Court.
He still remembered that even as He died at the hands of Gong Emperor, one of the Twin Emperors, He had kept smiling.
As the Immortal Court toppled that day, He had said, "We will never be defeated. Today's destruction is merely the beginning of our next ascent. The greed of living beings will force you to reshuffle yourselves, while we will evolve amid our downfall."
Everything had unfolded exactly as Spirit Lord predicted. The Twin Emperors went to war, living beings began reshuffling themselves time and again, and immortals lurked throughout the world.
In the world of today, imperial dynasties schemed and deceived one another, while the various races had nothing left but mutual wariness. The people chased profit, fighting over the laughable Three Thousand Great Daos and the twenty-four imperial thrones left behind by the Twin Emperors.
Living beings were forever seeking a solution. There came the Human Emperor, the Demon Emperor, Witch Tribe totems, and Dao Ancestors, yet they still lost to one thing—greed.
His prediction had been correct.
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