Once Chen Hong nodded in confirmation, the matter was settled.
Ximen Wenhua sipped his Fragrant Snow Spirit Tea and asked leisurely, "Brother Yu, tell me honestly-there's a deeper purpose behind these changes of yours, isn't there? Jingxue, what do you think?"
"This Osmanthus Cake is delicious. Brother Yu, are you preparing to hand over the reins early?" Yang Jingxue asked with a knowing smile.
Neither clan leader was foolish, of course. Both could sense something unusual about Chen Yu's changes.
Chen Yu glanced at Yang Jingxue and smiled. "Chen Cong studied the timeline of the calamities and discovered that, over the past few centuries, the intervals between them have grown shorter and shorter. I trust you both understand what that means."
"The other races are growing stronger, and the beast tides are increasing in scale. The main reason is that, over these past few centuries, the Crimson Church has inflicted far greater damage on the Soul Master World than ever before, reducing the losses suffered by the other races and the beast tides.
"And the Crimson Church's potential is unfathomable. They are gradually turning that potential into actual strength, and they have had a steady succession of Peerless Douluos throughout these last few calamities.
"This means the Crimson Church has completed its thousand-year scheme-or rather, the Rakshasa God's scheme is complete!"
At this, Ximen Wenhua and Yang Jingxue's expressions immediately grew grave. They watched Chen Yu, waiting for him to continue.
"The interval before the last calamity was actually only a hundred years. It caught our Soul Master World off guard, and all three of our clans suffered devastating losses." Chen Yu's voice was heavy.
In that calamity, the Chen Clan had suffered the most, followed by the Yang Family, then the Ximen Family.
After all, the Chen Clan had