How many years had it been?
They had finally waited long enough to see this day!
The younger generation of cultivators on the Human Ancestor Star might not have known about this.
But they, the oldest generation of cultivators, knew it all too clearly.
When their entire clan had been accused of betraying all heavens, they had been unable to defend themselves even with a hundred mouths, and their entire race had suffered a devastating blow.
Not only had their direct bloodline descendants, core inheritors, and entire leadership been slaughtered, but the reserves accumulated over countless eras had vanished overnight.
Their entire clan had been driven to the end of the Immortal Domain and left to live or die on their own.
Yet there was one thing they had protected well, even while clinging to their last breaths.
It was something a great figure of the Human Ancestor Hall had used every means at his disposal to entrust to them before his death!
This thing could reverse their circumstances in an instant.
It could help them clear their name as the Criminal Clan and regain their freedom.
Yet the truth contained within it was far too terrifying!
It even lay far beyond the scope of their understanding!
Over the years.
They had considered all sorts of ways to reveal this matter indirectly.
But those people were far too vigilant.
Even after all their powerful cultivators had been slaughtered, leaving only the most useless among them, the other side had never lowered their guard!
The slightest unusual move on their part would invite even more terrifying scrutiny.
For countless eras, they had been forced to struggle for survival in the depths of endless despair.
They had put down roots on the most barren, depleted planet and established their last bastion of