Tai Xijun held herself loftily, as though she were looking at an old stubborn fool unable to distinguish reality, still wallowing in the Human Race's past glory and unable to pull himself free. There was a teasing amusement in her expression.
She was now only one step away from saying outright that the Human Race had fought on three fronts and, as the main force behind the destruction of the Ancient Saint Clan, had been grievously depleted to the utmost after the battle of the boundless Great World.
Without an Immortal standing guard, they had already fallen from the ranks of the strongest among the myriad races of heaven and earth!
The Human Ancestor Domain and the Ancestral Myriad Manifestations Domain were the last places the Boundless Myriad Races had left for the Human Race to catch its breath. Once the Heaven-Earth Overlord Clans began flipping the table, the Human Race would surely bear the brunt of it!
They... were no longer worthy of remaining in the boundless Great World's blessed lands, surrounded and favored by Immortal Dao, under the name of an Overlord Clan.
The Human Race's Clan Fortune had also suffered an unprecedented blow in this war. This meant that if they wished to gather peerless talents like those of this era again, it might take several generations—perhaps dozens of generations...
But the Heaven-Earth Overlord Clans would no longer allow the Human Race to keep enduring in silence as they had during the Myriad Races Great Slaughter Era, only to erupt upon the accumulated legacy of ten thousand generations.
"I nearly forgot to tell Hall Master Yin..." Tai Xijun gave a deliberately affected little oh and smiled. "The Human Race's Immortals have already withdrawn from the Three Thousand Great Worlds. Your clan no longer has Immortals to support