"Like Senior Xuanyuan?" The Pavilion Master could no longer see the other's figure, frowning slightly, "Could it be... that he will also fall into the Slaughter Dao in the future? Besides complete extermination, I really can't think of any other way to save this crumbling world."
Lin Yao squinted slightly and inhaled the faint fragrance of flowers, "After the Human Race was defeated and lost their homeland, this world is ultimately lush with spiritual energy and difficult to abandon, so the mortals all left, but the human Cultivators are unaffected and are even absorbing their kin from other worlds to strengthen their sects.
But over the years the Wilderness has begun to teeter, and once the spiritual energy is completely lost and collapses, the many kindred living here will have no hope of Ascension in their lifetime. No matter what, this is our homeland. We were born and grew here; we cannot just watch as Demon Cultivators ravage it, only to turn and invade other worlds."
