From beginning to end.
The only ones ever injured were the Chaos Clan and the Extraterritorial Evil Spirits. The truth of that era would only sink forever into the dust of chaos along with their downfall...
Immortal history had always been written by the Ten Thousand Clans.
Even Chen Xun had once been deceived. After all, the Extraterritorial Evil Spirits looked so vile that they might as well have had I'm fucking an evil cultivator—the great villain of the Three Thousand Great Worlds written across their faces!
He had never shown mercy when killing them. He had even used the Forgetfulness Talisman, drawn their blood, refined their bones, and felt not the slightest psychological burden. Nor had he been qualified to think too much about it.
At this thought, Chen Xun smiled. "Hehe..."
Gu Sheng's eyes were filled with dense indignation as well. Their ancestors had fought to ensure that the Ancient Sacred Clan could enter the world, yet the Chaos Clan had been used as bargaining chips by that very race?!
They had even sold information about them to the living beings of the Great Age, concocting some grand plan to elevate the True Immortal Realm and unite in a magnificent undertaking for the Great Age. Had there been no such scheme, the Chaos Clan would likely still have been doing perfectly well even now.
It was only that the Tai Yi Ancient Immortal Court's ambitions had been too vast. They had wanted to slaughter their way through the Chaos Clan, open the Chaos Great Dao beyond the domain leading to the various Great Worlds, and march upon every Great World with the greatest speed, without a sound!
But that plan had come to nothing. That Immortal King had merely damaged the vitality of their Chaos Clan without exterminating