Patriarch Shuo spoke, and there was even a trace of pleading in his voice.
"We old timers are willing to seal ourselves here, never taking half a step outside for all eternity.
Until we die of old age here.
I only ask that you let the younger generation of this Small World leave, so that they... may be free."
When he spoke the word "free," Patriarch Shuo's tone was particularly heavy.
There was no such thing as truly sharing another's feelings in this world, but everyone understood the preciousness of freedom.
"How do you know I can open this Blood Space?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"There are only two kinds of people who can enter this Blood Space. One comes to exterminate our Blood Clan.
"The other comes for the Ancient Heavenly Court."
Patriarch Shuo said, "Your Excellency is certainly not the first kind, so you must have come for the Ancient Heavenly Court.
"Then you must possess the True God Sword."
"Since you know I have the True God Sword, why didn't you try to seize it?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"Since Your Excellency was able to come here, I fear you do not regard our Blood Clan as a threat.
"Besides, we no longer have the heart to fight over such things. We only wish for our descendants to gain freedom. That is all." Patriarch Shuo shook his head.
"If Your Excellency is willing to agree, our Blood Clan is willing to accept any condition, so long as it lies within our means."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo fell silent for a moment.
"I beg Your Excellency to grant us this. Once we leave, we are willing to hide away from the world and take part in no conflicts."
Patriarch Shuo bowed and respectfully knelt before Xu