"The fates of both the war faction and the peace faction were grim."
The puppet shook his head and sighed. "The war faction was almost entirely wiped out in successive bloody battles, and no one knows where the survivors ended up. The peace faction attempted to negotiate with the myriad races, but they were ultimately betrayed by them and purged. Some were killed, while others chose to surrender. Of the three major factions, only the neutral faction, having stayed far from war and conflict, managed to cling to life and endure to this day..."
Chen Changming fell silent for a moment, his heart filled with emotion.
The once-unrivaled Six Ancients, those heaven-defying beings who had once sought to change the cultivation system, had ultimately collapsed amid the Spirit Realm's encirclement and internal strife.
Such a contrast was enough to make one sigh.
"Senior, are the people of Ancient Village all that remain of the Ancient Human Clan in the Spirit Realm?" Chen Changming asked.
"No."
The puppet shook his head. "Ancient Village is only one of them. Descendants of the Ancient Human Clan also exist on the Spirit Realm's other three continents."
Chen Changming nodded silently.
If the Ancient Human Clan's inheritance had not been severed, then the inheritances of the other five Ancient Clans probably had not been severed either.
However.
The neutral factions of the Six Ancients had all gone into hiding, taking the continuation of their clans' bloodlines as their duty and no longer showing themselves so easily.
They had chosen restraint, chosen survival, chosen to wait.
Chen Changming looked at the puppet and asked solemnly, "Senior, do you have the Ancient Human Clan's Pagoda-Lifting Heavenly Art?"
"No."
The puppet sighed. "The Pagoda-Lifting Heavenly Art is exceptionally difficult to cultivate. Our branch never came into contact with