Fighting to the Death Out Front, Enjoying the Shade Behind

"Were there really other descendants of the Ten Fiends in the Lower Realm?" Di Yi had made quite a few guesses about the Ten Fiends descending to the Lower Realm. They could not have come down without doing anything at all. Although the Lower Realm was a cage, it was also a place far from the flames of war. He had previously thought that the Ten Fiends and the others had descended to recuperate, but after what had happened at Immortal Mountain, he had discovered that the Lower Realm's laws were severely incomplete. It did not seem very useful as a place for recuperation. That was why he had just asked Kunpeng Son why his mother had descended to the Lower Realm. "There probably were." Kunpeng Son could not actually give a definite answer either; he was merely speculating based on his own experiences. He told Di Yi that his situation was by no means unique. Back then, the offspring of all the Immortals had probably suffered such problems: innate deficiencies and incomplete origins. "Was it the Foreign Realm's doing?" Di Yi asked. "They were involved." Kunpeng Son nodded. The Foreign Realm's pro-war faction had been utterly ruthless, intent on cutting the weeds out by the roots. According to him, not only had the descendants of the Ten Fiends and the others suffered persecution, but even some descendants of True Immortals had been caught up in it. Many had been sealed within chaos, just like him, in the hope that immeasurable years would make up for their deficiencies. Unfortunately, as far as he knew, he seemed to be the only lucky one. Sealed within chaos for a million years, he had ultimately survived. "Can you be certain?" Di Yi felt that there ought to have been other lucky survivors. "I