Li Yaowen discovered a problem.
Ever since their Lineage had obtained the Bronze Gate, the existence of their ancestor and the achievements their Lineage had attained in a thousand years had ceased to be secrets to those ancient beings who had survived since the dawn of creation, or to powers with ancient legacies like the Heaven-Chosen Divine Sect.
Those powerful factions possessed intelligence networks equal to their Lineage's, while those old creatures who had lived through long ages possessed the insight and wisdom to see through everything.
Li Yaowen took out the intelligence she had obtained from the Heaven-Chosen Divine Sect eighteen years ago once more.
There was no one else in the Ancestral Space now. Li Yaowen frantically leafed through the records, while the threads of fate within the Ancestral Space resembled a tangled skein.
"The Heaven-Chosen Divine Sect is merely one of the Seven Human Race Divisions. As time passed within their sect, the Chosen clansmen led by Bai Ziyan gradually forgot the 'Prophet,' but they knew about the innate void origin, so they coveted it."
"They are unaware. At least to them, the 'Prophet' offers no deterrence."
"But Divine Maiden Xia Yan is different. She has always opposed the Heaven-Chosen Divine Sect taking action against the south, following their ancient ancestral teachings and awaiting the Prophet's appearance..."
Li Yaowen's eyelids lifted slightly. "So some of those ancient beings have been waiting for our ancestor to appear all along. They also believe that he is still somewhere in the mortal world. Most likely, he left instructions for them when something happened to him."
"And the other sort are the traitors we suspected."
"Eighteen years have passed. With their wisdom, they must have worked out who we of the Li Family are from the faintest traces long ago. Then