"Great Chu was so strong, with more than one Immortal guarding it, why did it eventually fall?" Chen Yuan had his suspicions, and he knew a bit, but he still wanted to know more.
Chen Huaiyi pointed a finger to the sky, and chuckled:
"Some of those old undying entities don't want peace under heaven and wish to return to the era of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, where wars raged everywhere. A batch of them was suppressed by the Grand Ancestor, and perhaps they have now recovered their Primordial Energy.
Don't look at how peaceful the world seems now; the Sima Family is just a transitional period. It won't be long before the world falls apart. Even if you do nothing, someone will push for it.
Overseas barbarians, northern barbarians, southern demon tribes, the bald monks from the west, and the Demon Dao from Blood State—sometimes, even if you know yourself, you're still just a pawn in someone's eyes, unknowingly entering the chess game.
