The upper echelons of the Heavenly Cocoon Race had long since sent away a group of elites, scattering them across different places to preserve their bloodline. That was all. It would be far too difficult for them to rise again.
The Heavenly Cocoon Race had too many clansmen; it was simply impossible to relocate the entire race. Even if they did relocate, where could they go?
If they went somewhere poor in cultivation resources, the Heavenly Cocoon Race would not even be able to maintain its current state, much less grow stronger. Places rich in cultivation resources came with fierce competition. If the Heavenly Cocoon Race went there, they would have to wage war against other Factions, and the Human Race might not even spare them.
The Heavenly Cocoon Race's upper echelons hoped that most of their clansmen would remain on the Green Lotus Continent to preserve their heritage, while some elites would leave the Green Lotus Continent in the hope that new Mahayana cultivators might emerge.
"If this takes too long, I will not have that patience. Of course, you can take the opportunity to flee. But if you dare, no matter where you run, I will wipe you out."
Shen Long's tone was indifferent.
If the Heavenly Cocoon Race pretended to submit to the Thousand Spirits Sect in order to buy time while secretly relocating their entire race, they would be making a fool of Shen Long. Shen Long would absolutely not let the matter rest.
Shi Yu's expression changed, and she hurriedly said, "Our Heavenly Cocoon Race would never dare to do such a thing. Please rest assured, Senior Shen."
"Hmph, it is best that you do not dare. Martial Nephew Sun, see them out. This matter must not be spread."
Shen Long instructed.
"Yes, Grandmaster Shen."