Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes and looked toward the Earth Immortal Realm, a glimmer seeming to flash through his gaze.
"Kong Xuan, don't disappoint me..."
Lin Tian murmured as he watched the newborn Kong Qiu.
Kong Qiu was none other than Kong Xuan, whose cultivation stood among the Saints, reincarnated as a member of the Human Race.
On the surface, the contention among the Hundred Schools looked like a struggle between the feudal rulers of the Human Race's various states. In truth, however, the shadows of the myriad races of the Primordial World could be seen in every one of those states.
To name just one example, the already declining Zhou Dynasty had countless threads of connection to the Chan Sect behind it.
The Qi State's national preceptor was an inner disciple of Jiejiao, while the nobles of the Zhao State included no shortage of people on friendly terms with the myriad races.
Ever since the Human Race had swept across the Primordial Land, it had stood at the head of the Myriad Races, with immortals coming to pay homage and all eight directions bowing in deference.
Many of the Primordial World's myriad races had racked their brains for ways to befriend the Human Race, and naturally, they had laid their plans long ago.
Indeed, many factions within the Human Race now had outside powers backing them.
How could Lin Tian have been unaware of this? He simply had not paid it much heed.
The Human Race was no longer the weak race it had been ten thousand years ago. It had become a vast and mighty race, and it was only natural that people's hearts should turn toward change.
Besides, as long as the Human Race's Spirit Vine Sect held them in check, these powers from the Primordial