Jiang Ding searched through Rain Master's memories bit by bit, looking for the information he needed.
"The Divine-Buddha Great Thousand World is its current name."
"In the past, this great thousand world was called... the Heavenly Rain Holy Land. Was it a power like the Big Dipper Holy Land in an earlier age?"
"More than thirty million years ago, the Heavenly Rain Holy Land was destroyed by an alliance of gods."
Jiang Ding sighed softly. "The Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor was too ruthless back then. He left nothing unfinished. These alien races have developed something like a shared trauma, and reached an unspoken understanding to join forces and strangle the human race."
"The humans of this era are worthless too."
"The Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor swept away the alien races and bought them so much time. They squandered it again and again, even plunging into civil wars so brutal that entire peoples were wiped out at the drop of a hat. That gave the alien races, once no more than seeds, room to grow."
"As time passes, the risk of humanity's extinction keeps rising."
"All the Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor's painstaking efforts have come to nothing."
Through Rain Master's memories, Jiang Ding now learned how the gods and immortal races maintained unity within their ranks.
The immortal races relied on bloodlines. Higher bloodlines naturally led lower ones; the purer a bloodline was, the closer it was to its ancestor and the more exalted its standing. This held true for immortal races such as dragons and phoenixes.
The gods relied on the Primordial Divine Path Pact.
The Primordial Divine Path Pact dated back to the last age when the Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor had nearly exterminated the gods. While they were still mere seeds, the surviving gods had agreed to help