Tian Yuan

Enabling the elders to live longer is the most important thing for the gods right now.

Only when the next generation grows up can the elders live out their days in peace. Otherwise, with no one to carry on the family line, the future is uncertain.

Having suffered such a devastating blow, Xue Feng's Dao heart had long since shattered. He had been forcing himself to stay upright, which was why he hadn't descended into a state of madness and insanity.

Now that Xue Feng had taken on the position of clan leader, he had to live up to the clan's expectations. He had prepared for the worst: if Chu Mo also failed to return, then the clan would have to rely on its remaining members to survive.

The remaining surviving members of the divine race are all mentally shattered and will not achieve much in the future.

Therefore, Xue Feng wanted to vigorously encourage his people to have children, selecting suitable offspring and raising them with care. Only when a new generation of outstanding individuals emerged could the hope of the tribe's continuation be seen.

If he had a choice, Xue Feng wouldn't want to care about anything; he would just sit quietly until the end of his life.

For him, sitting and waiting to die was a luxury.

If even Xue Feng has given up, then who in the clan can hold on?

Apart from Chu Mo, who left Shenzhou, there was no one else!

No one knew if Chu Mo would return alive, so Xue Feng had to make contingency plans. Therefore, he set aside his pride and hoped to cooperate with the Qing Sect.

It was less of a collaboration and more of a request.

"What kind of cooperation does Chief Xue want to discuss?"

Lin Changsheng never expected that someone with such a haggard face would be the leader of the God Clan.

Xue Feng not only concealed his aura but also altered his physique. Clearly, he didn't want the world to guess his origins, perhaps due to pride or simply out of caution.

"I brought some gifts with me on this trip."

Before revealing his purpose, Xue Feng took out more than a dozen top-grade Qiankun bags, which were filled with resources.

It's easy to imagine how valuable the resources that the gods could collect were.

Lin Changsheng didn't check the contents of the Qiankun Bag, but he knew without a doubt that it was extremely valuable, even exceeding the entire wealth of the Qingzong Treasury.

The gods have plundered the resources of this cosmic region for countless years. Even though much of it has been used up, what remains is still an astronomical figure, far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Lin Changsheng remained silent and made no extra movements, simply watching Xue Feng quietly, wanting to know what the other party's true intentions were.

"I wish to see the Empress."

Xue Feng explained his intentions.

"Why do you request an audience with the Empress?"

Lin Changsheng took the opportunity to ask.

"We humbly request the Empress to issue a decree so that the divine race may return to the world and develop in peace."

Xue Feng remained silent for a few moments before explaining in detail.

"With the strength of the gods, even if they left the Sea of ​​Illusion, they shouldn't have fallen to this state!"

With just those dozen or so Qiankun bags that the Divine Race had placed on the table, they were more than enough to cultivate many top-tier experts. Lin Changsheng didn't quite understand Xue Feng's meaning, and frowned slightly, asking in confusion.

"To be honest, Sect Master Lin, if things develop normally, the Divine Race will naturally have nothing to worry about. However, our race has just gone through a catastrophe. Without the Empress's decree, the Great Dao Rules will pay close attention, which could easily cause trouble."

Faced with Lin Changsheng's repeated questioning, Xue Feng could not hide the truth and answered truthfully.

If Xue Feng can't get past Lin Changsheng, he won't be qualified to see the Empress.

The gods do indeed have considerable resources and can use other methods to seek an audience with the Empress, but that is not the attitude of begging for help, and should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

"please!"

Seeing that Lin Changsheng was deep in thought, Xue Feng gritted his teeth, stood up, and bowed to him.

The Protoss leader bowed and pleaded.

This would never have happened in the past.

In order to ensure the continuation of the clan's lineage, Xue Feng faced reality and dared not be arrogant in the slightest. He adopted a humble attitude, completely different from his previous self.

"Clan Chief Xue, you flatter me. Please rise."

Lin Changsheng, who was still deep in thought, saw Xue Feng bowing deeply and pleading, so he quickly raised his hand in the air to help him up.

However, Lin Changsheng's strength was far inferior to Xue Feng's, and he was unable to help him.

Xue Feng was a genuine Quasi-Emperor, his cultivation having reached the peak of the ninth step of the Divine Bridge Realm. It was precisely because of this that Sword Immortal Li Muyang's repeated observations yielded no results, as if he were gazing upon a bottomless, unfathomable pool.

Xue Feng maintained his bowed posture, as if he wouldn't get up unless Lin Changsheng agreed.

Ugh!

Why is this so!

Lin Changsheng sighed inwardly.

Without realizing it, he put himself in the sect's shoes. If the Azure Sect were to face annihilation one day, he would probably do the same, setting aside his personal dignity in the hope of securing a glimmer of hope for the sect's survival.

"I can inform Chief Xue that whether he can see the Empress depends on luck."

Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, Lin Changsheng made a decision.

Upon hearing this, Xue Feng's face lit up with joy, and he expressed his heartfelt gratitude: "Thank you very much, Sect Leader Lin."

"Don't thank me yet. I can only convey your purpose to the Empress, and I cannot guarantee that this matter will succeed."

Although An Xiruo was very polite to Lin Changsheng, Lin Changsheng was aware of this and always maintained a certain boundary, not daring to cross it.

"It is already very kind of Sect Leader Lin to convey this message; we are extremely grateful!"

Xue Feng bowed again.

He bowed deeply, his eyes welling up with tears, a mixture of humiliation, joy, gratitude, and hope.

In the past, he never imagined that he would end up in such a state.

This world is truly cruel!

When Xue Feng stood up, he had already controlled his complex emotions, and his expression remained calm.

"Chief Xue, please have a cup of tea first. I'll be right back."

This is no small matter, and Lin Changsheng naturally wants to handle it as soon as possible.

Having said that, he transformed into a gentle breeze and left the elegant hall.

Xue Feng watched Lin Changsheng leave, feeling uneasy and having no interest in sipping tea: "Thank you for your trouble."

With the Empress's decree, the divine race still has a future. If they fail to obtain it, although the divine race possesses a vast foundation, the elders who extend their lives through forbidden secret techniques will likely not live much longer.

If things really develop to that point, even if the clan possesses numerous imperial weapons, there will be no one to control them, and they won't be able to unleash their full potential. If a powerful enemy were to attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lin Changsheng greeted Li Muyang and the others, telling them that they didn't need to come along and didn't need to worry.

Before long, Lin Changsheng appeared at the foot of a sacred mountain shrouded in thick fog.

This mountain is where Chen Qingyuan cultivates his spiritual practice, and An Xiruo has been living in seclusion here for many years.

Within the sect, no more than a handful of people knew about this.

Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, Lin Changsheng was about to ask for an audience when a clear, ethereal voice rang in his ears: "Senior brother, what brings you here?"

As husband and wife, An Xiruo naturally valued those whom Chen Qingyuan approved of.

Based on An Xiruo's understanding of Lin Changsheng, he was a calm and composed person who wouldn't rush over unless something serious happened.

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(All the missing chapters have been completed)