"Please, Clan Head, speak."
The old clan leader said, "If, someday, us old folks die, and the Undying Clan encounters danger, I hope the Mystic Spirit King can lend us a hand and ensure that the Undying Clan does not perish."
Uchiha Shin looked at the old clan head, his heart full of confusion. Why was the old clan head saying such things?
They were not human; they were still powerful, with many experts among them. How could they possibly perish so easily?
Besides, they also had Lord Lao's help.
"Clan Head, why do you say this?" Uchiha Shin could not help asking.
The old clan head stared at Uchiha Shin. "Mystic Spirit King, I hope you can promise me, all right? If the Undying Clan faces danger in the future, you need not step forward openly. You only need to help us in secret, so that the Undying Clan may survive and a few of us may remain instead of being completely wiped out. Then I will be satisfied."
Uchiha Shin did not understand why the old clan head had chosen him. His strength was not particularly great, and there were countless experts in the Three Realms.
But seeing the old clan head's pleading expression, Uchiha Shin agreed.
The old clan head revealed a delighted smile. "On behalf of the Undying Clan, I thank the Mystic Spirit King."
Uchiha Shin said, "Clan Head, I've noticed that something seems off with you. What exactly happened?"
The old clan head gave a bitter smile. "Because the Undying Clan is facing a crisis. Perhaps all of us from the older generation will die in the future, while not one of the new generation can shoulder great responsibility. I fear that after us old people die, these young ones will gradually perish—or worse,