The Human Race gradually refined its plans, preparing to establish the Human Path.
The Human Race's rules grew increasingly strict, naturally offending many powerful figures. After all, getting the powerful to obey rules was practically impossible. As time passed, the Devil Race was gradually purged from the Primordial Continent.
The devils in the sea retreated, gradually making their way deeper into the Endless Sea.
Perhaps they would return to the Beyond Lands.
But a large portion would still continue living in the Primordial World, in the Endless Sea.
No one knew where the Endless Sea ultimately led. It seemed truly boundless.
Perhaps they would continue to multiply, gradually leave the Primordial World behind, and head toward other worlds.
Within the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, the Star Race had begun suffering oppression ever since surrendering the alliance's throne.
They had once been so arrogant that they had offended countless races.
Now they were gradually weakening, their former prestige gone, and the space in which they could survive was steadily shrinking.
That day, the Star Race's powerful figures gathered together.
"Now the Human Race is becoming increasingly overbearing, and the other races are gradually ceasing to respect our position as deputy alliance leader. Rather than continue suffering humiliation in the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, we should seize this chance to leave."
"Exactly! The shameless Human Race stole our Star Race's throne as alliance leader, then used the opportunity to suppress us at every turn. We might as well rebel against them!"
"According to reliable information, the Sages are preparing to establish the Immortal Realm. Why not seize this opportunity to enter it and secure a place to live?"
"A world established by the Sages will need living beings to fill it, after all. Every member of our Star Race is powerful, a