In the end, everyone repeatedly studied the reasons behind this race's extinction.
Could peace really cause a race to perish?
In the end, everyone discovered that prolonged peace could breed laziness within a race, within a civilization, causing them to gradually lose their drive to advance.
What was the point of cultivating and growing stronger? Wasn't it to avoid being bullied by others?
Wasn't it to rise above the mundane world and no longer live by others' expressions? Wasn't it to do whatever one wanted? Wasn't it to protect those one wished to protect?
There were also some who remained determined to pursue their own Dao, but there were far too few of such people.
In the end, once everyone developed such a mindset, the entire race gradually became lazy. At first, things were still fine, and everyone strove to improve, but as time went on, the chances of prodigies being born grew smaller and smaller.
The younger generations within the race were all exceedingly mediocre in talent. In the end, they collapsed from within and perished.
Without external pressure, without war, a civilization could not endure for long.
What an absurd thing that was.
The Star River Universe was a place where venomous insects were bred in a jar, a place where the insects slaughtered one another. In such an environment, comfort truly would hasten one's destruction.
"War is no child's play. The three Sacred Lands of the Purple Cloud Star System are as close as if they wore the same pair of trousers. Rashly starting a war will only let others reap the benefits."
"So all we need to do is make them collapse from within. I heard that the Supreme Patriarch of the Heaven-Overturning Sacred Land has been in seclusion for ten immeasurable kalpas?"
"The friendship between