Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

The voice of the Sage Qingwei was filled with utmost solemnity and reverence:

"That is the one and only Emperor in all the heavens and myriad realms, who suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, and was invincible for an entire era!"

Your Majesty!

The council hall was silent, with only the heavy breathing of the Divine Silkworm Clan members audible.

Although there had been suspicions that there were many powerful figures outside, hearing such a clear and terrifying division of realms with one's own ears was still a shock.

It still shocked all the divine silkworms, leaving them somewhat dazed.

In that case, their strongest ancestor, Qingwei, on Dilan Star is nothing special in the outside world!

The subsequent Holy Kings, Great Saints, Quasi-Emperors, Great Emperors...

The gap between each realm is probably as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

"So...we're not even frogs in a well..."

A young divine silkworm murmured, his eyes filled with both horror and an unprecedented burning light.

He felt a longing for a wider world and greater power.

Competing for supremacy with the most outstanding talents from all over the world—what a wonderful thing that is!

But soon, some rational older people raised concerns.

An elder, whose body was slightly hunched, spoke with a worried expression:

"Ancestor Qingwei, the outside world is so terrifying, with powerful figures everywhere, while our Dilan Star is becoming more and more abundant in spiritual energy as it continues to evolve."

As the abundance of natural treasures increases, they will eventually become like a fragrant piece of meat, attracting even more powerful predators.

This time it was an injured saint. What if next time it's a saint in their prime, or even a terrifying being at the Saint King or Great Saint realm? How should we deal with that?

These words were like a bucket of cold water, bringing many clansmen who were immersed in the joy of Ancestor Qingwei's sainthood and their longing for the outside world to calm down, and the same worry appeared on their faces.

Yes, possessing a treasure is a crime. The more dazzling the planet Di Lan is, the more crises it will surely face in the future!

Upon hearing this, the Sage Qingwei's expression did not become overly grave. Instead, a meaningful smile appeared on his face as he slowly said:

"Indeed, the tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind. This concern is very reasonable. We do need to keep getting stronger in order to protect our homeland."

"However, there's no need for excessive anxiety or despair, because our Imperial Blue Star isn't without its trump cards. Do you still remember White Stone Village?"

White Stone Village? Everyone was taken aback, then nodded in agreement.

White Stone Village is a legendary place on the planet Dilan, home to a mysterious and unpredictable deity who has only appeared in legends.

The deity also appointed three snakes that sacrificed themselves to save the village as guardian deities.

This story is known to almost everyone on the planet Dilan.

"I remember, but what does that have to do with White Stone Village and that deity? Didn't that deity leave? Could that deity still be on Emperor Blue Star?" a clansman asked, puzzled.

The Sage Qingwei shook his head: "No, that immortal has already left, but we still have the Serpent God on our Di Lan Star."

A serpent god? Everyone was even more confused.

A middle-aged elder hesitated and said, "Ancestor, are you referring to those three from the Wulong River? But legend has it that they died many years ago?"

"They died, but they did not die completely; their bodies died of old age, but their spirits did not perish."

The Sage Qingwei gazed intently at the endless void outside the hall.

"Because what they received was a genuine ordination."

As long as the laws left behind by the being who conferred these titles remain, and as long as there are still beings on the planet Dilan who remember them and cherish their memory, their divine bodies of faith will not truly perish.

And these three are now the unsung guardians of our Imperial Blue Star!

This was something Qingwei sensed in the darkness after he became a sage.

Guardian deities? And judging from what the ancestor said, these three guardian deities seem to be very powerful?

"Ancestor, how powerful are those three snake gods now?"

The young man couldn't help but ask more questions, his eyes filled with curiosity.

The Sage Qingwei's face showed reverence, and he said in a deep voice:

"They are very strong. I cannot fully discern their exact cultivation level, but I am certain that any one of them possesses strength no weaker than a Great Saint!"

"The Great Sage Realm?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

The Great Saint Realm, which had just made them feel hopeless and unattainable, actually has three of them on their own Di Lan Star?

Or does it exist in the form of a guardian deity?

A sense of surprise, excitement, and disbelief filled the hall.

If there are indeed three Great Sage-level guardians hiding, then the safety factor of the Imperial Blue Star will instantly rise to an unimaginable level!

In the council hall of Shencan Ridge, the Sage Qingwei looked at the excited clansmen, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then continued:

"The three guardian deities are indeed our support, but they generally do not take action."

Unless the planet Dilan faces a truly catastrophic catastrophe that threatens the entire star, they will not easily manifest their divine power to intervene in specific matters.

Qingwei's gaze swept over everyone, and his tone became serious: "The Guardian God hopes that we understand that the true strength of a civilization or a race cannot forever depend on protection."

External pressures and challenges can also be opportunities for growth and development.

Over-reliance will only cause us to lose our ambition and ability to cope with crises.

Therefore, we must ultimately forge our own path forward, step by step, until we become strong enough to truly protect our homeland alongside the three guardian deities.

Upon hearing this, the tribesmen's initial elation gradually subsided, replaced by contemplation and determination.

The younger generation is more determined, while the older generation nods slowly, deeply agreeing.

Yes, relying on mountains is risky, and even relying on gods has its rules.

Only by being strong oneself can one be truly strong.

Qingwei looked at everyone's performance, nodded in satisfaction, and then said.

"Moreover, in terms of origin and heritage, our Divine Silkworm Clan is no weaker than any other race in the heavens."

"What do you mean, Ancestor?" A clansman was taken aback and then asked excitedly.

Does one's own race truly have an astonishing origin?

"Yes, our Divine Silkworm Clan has a very special origin. I have experienced a lot outside and witnessed many traditions. I have even heard of the Great Scripture and fragments of the Quasi-Emperor Scripture..."

Qingwei's tone became serious, "But no matter which one it is, it is far inferior to the 'Divine Silkworm Scripture' we cultivate!"

Many members of the Divine Silkworm Clan held their breath.

"Our scriptures are very likely... the Emperor's Scripture!" the Sage Qingwei said slowly.

"Moreover, when I carefully recall the history of our race, in less than ten thousand years, we have evolved from a weak race like the ignorant Earth Core Crystal Silkworm to a powerful race with saints and many kings. This is simply a miracle."

"Over ten thousand years, we evolved from a primitive race into the highly intelligent race we are today. This is a miracle, a wonder that has never occurred in history!"

"And what kind of being could create such a miracle?"

Hearing the words of the Sage Qingwei.

The members of the Divine Silkworm Clan fell silent for a moment.

They are all intelligent, higher life forms.

With the advent of wisdom, people naturally pondered these questions.

After various investigations, some of their wise members proposed a hypothesis: that they were created!

Many people agree with this guess, while many others disagree.

The reason people don't agree is because it's too hard for them to believe.

They, the Divine Silkworm Clan, are advanced life forms. Who could have created them?

If they were created, how terrifying must the person who created them be?

That would require at least a quasi-emperor, or even a great emperor, right?

Can these things really do that?