"Our forebears lost. They suffered a crushing defeat." By the time Eldest Brother finished, his face was filled with sorrow. "To allow the Divine Beast Holy Land to survive, our forebears had no choice but to negotiate peace."
"What happened after the negotiations? They must have imposed conditions, right?" Fourth Younger Sister asked urgently.
As the defeated side, rather than negotiating peace, they had really been begging for mercy. The price they paid as the losers must have been enormous.
"Of course there were conditions. All our forebears at the Shattering-Void Realm or above submitted to the Demon Hall and Imperial Remnant Manor. They were forcibly taken away and divided between those two factions in exchange for a chance for the younger generations of the Divine Beast Holy Land to live," Eldest Brother said painfully. "At the time, I was at the Dao Realm, so I wasn't among those taken away. I was the strongest of those left behind. Before our forebears departed, Senior Xuan Tu, the most highly respected figure in the Divine Beast Holy Land at the time-your forebear, Second Brother-told me certain secrets. That is why I know more than you do. In the end, he told us that we could only endure, and that perhaps there would be another chance in the future. As for the outcome of their journey, he had already prepared for the worst. He told me to forget them, forget this matter, and lead everyone in living out their lives."
"Our forebears gave up their lives so that we, their descendants, could live!" Third Brother roared.
Second Brother clenched both fists, tears glimmering in his eyes.
The tears in Fourth Younger Sister's eyes had long since spilled down her cheeks.
"So that was what happened. So that was what happened! Back then,