Zeng Ciwen felt a shock in his heart and said, "May I ask, Divine Spirit, where should we seek shelter from the calamity?"
Zhu Zhengwei's gaze was serene, and he said calmly:
"I will exile you outside of this world, into a small secret realm of eternal solitude, which can be considered as the 'Prehistoric Cage', thus shielding you from the influence of the world's Will of Destiny."
"This Hundred-Stone City will become a relic of the secret realm of the Prehistoric Kingdom, migrating to the depths of time and space. Since it guards the 'Demon Ancestor', it must be exiled together to prevent further dangers."
"In this way, are you willing?"
"Willing." Ignoring the startled parents, the infant immediately replied, "This Demon Calamity is a world disaster we have caused, leading to civilization's destruction, and as an old guardian, I should eternally watch over this demon to amend my mistakes."
Zhu Zhengwei nodded slightly.
