Creation Daoist, who had always been the most socially adept, the best at flattery, and the best at delivering it as silently as rain nourishing all things, spoke first. Within the Sea of Consciousness, he sent a shared message through his spirit awareness to all the Human Ancestors and his Ancestral God, Lin Tian:
"Ancestral God, that was not our intention. It is simply that we six are the Human Ancestors. If being the Human Ancestors means we cannot enjoy the Human Race's future fruit positions, and instead must watch our juniors come from behind and surpass us, then I truly feel ashamed."
An old hand as smooth and resourceful as Creation Daoist really did leave no gaps in his words when addressing his Master Lin, Lin Tian.
At the same time, he had conveyed the resentment in the hearts of all Six Human Ancestors to his Master Lin, Lin Tian.
That was indeed the truth.
After all, they were the Six Human Ancestors.
Ever since Lin Tian had used primordial breathing earth to perform Molding Earth to Create Humans on the three Immortal Islands in the Eastern Sea region.
Even if these six ancestors had earned no merit, they had certainly toiled hard.
Moreover, as the Human Ancestors, they had painstakingly maintained the Human Race's position throughout this great tribulation, in this age of fierce contention, allowing it to grow rapidly.
In a mere ten million years or so.
They had already made the Human Race one of the foremost races in the Primordial World.
It could confront the Three World-Opening Clans head-on.
With that being the case.
And with them being the Human Ancestors.
How could anyone say they had merely toiled hard?
After all, their Master Lin, Lin Tian.
Throughout the Human Race's growth, he had paid