Chapter 1833: Human Bloodlines (1/2)
Li Qiye sighed after hearing Peng Yi and replied: “The High G.o.d has always kept the hundred races in mind, bearing the responsibility of bettering the overall situation.”
He wasn’t surprised to hear about the ambush because it was all too common in the tenth world. It would happen at least once every generation, going up to more than ten at times.
Despite having a pact, the three races and the hundred races still had conflicts and disputes. The imperial path was the most heated area since both sides didn’t want to see new emperors for the other.
There might not be any battle beforehand, but at the day of ascension, a High G.o.d or a behemoth sect would start an ambush.
Even though the tenth world had seventy-two Heaven’s Wills, not all would be shouldered in a single generation.
If all seventy-two were shouldered, then a difficult period would drape over the thirteen continents. All of its chaos and origin powers would be drained. Descendants would have a hard time cultivating. Even older emperors and G.o.ds would be affected, especially the High G.o.ds. It meant that they would be stagnating during that generation.
Because of this, High G.o.ds didn’t want to see all the wills taken, same with the older emperors. Once there weren’t that many wills left, the behemoths would start ambushes so that no one else could shoulder the wills. After ten thousand years, the remaining wills would disperse and return to the world.
Due to these factors, some wills would always be left behind in each generation. This became the norm.
It meant that the candidates needed to be one step ahead of the others. Otherwise, they could bear the risk of being ambushed by the previous generation at the later stages.
“Right. The forefather has always cared about the matters of the hundred races. He taught us that our clan will definitely cease to exist if the hundred races were to face a perpetual decline.”
“A calm nest will have eggs.” Li Qiye said with a tinge of emotion. The High G.o.d had a keen understanding of the hundred races’ current situation. Without it, the hundred races will surely decline.
“I wonder how forefather is doing right now.” Peng Yi eventually said with a sad expression: “We haven’t heard from him after that battle. No news of him either.”
Star Stomper was quite fierce during that battle but rumor has it that he suffered some damage as well. After all, the War-Monarch Clan was no slouch. This was an imperial lineage with five emperors. Even if these existences didn’t come out, just their number of High G.o.d alone was frightening enough.
Peng Yi was only a junior and wasn’t qualified to know the hiding coordinates of the High G.o.d so he had no contact channel.
Even their older generation had withered so the clan couldn’t communicate at all, let alone letting their descendants come to meet the High G.o.d. This was the reason why the High G.o.d’s birthday celebration was so low-profile.
“Don’t worry, your forefather has the Nine Cauldrons bloodline and can handle this much. As one of the two great ancient bloodlines of the human race, its power is beyond your imagination.” Li Qiye consoled.
The thirteen continents’ strength was predicated on one’s bloodline. The major ones were the four great immortal bloodlines, eight ancient bloodlines, and twelve ancestral bloodlines.
Generally, the age of the bloodline was proportional to its power. Because the older, the closer it was to the origin and the primal state of the world.