Forefather Celestial pacified their anxiety with a calm, amiable expression. âDonât be so alarmed and tell us everything that transpired from beginning to end. Youâre not to blame for the defeat. Escaping and bringing information back to us is a great contribution already.â
But the survivors still trembled in fear despite his soothing tone, regaining their wits only when the lone remaining wood demon forefather encouraged, âWhat are you afraid of? Forefather Celestial has absolved you of all blame, so make amends by reporting back. What are you waiting for?â
At long last, admonishment by a leader of their own tribe slowly brought these fellows back to their senses. They reeled off their experiences. They werenât especially highly-placed and didnât fully understand the whole picture. Nevertheless, they could describe the battle as theyâd personally witnessed it.
Important or not, they narrated all of the events following Jiang Chenâs arrival. Once someone was done, another took up the reins.
The survivors slowly pieced together the original scene through multiple points of view.
The crowd fell deadly silent. How fearsome were the wood demon parasites? Theyâd been the greatest scourge of mankind during antiquity. Theyâd caused the destruction of more than one human sect, but the enemy had never found an effective way to deal with them.
âStrange, strange.â The only surviving wood demon forefather was full of questions. âIt seems that a troublemakerâs appeared among them. How can a later generation find a solution when his ancestors used to be so powerless? How did they notice the Fire of Firstdawnâs restraining effect on the parasites?â
He wasnât the only one to be bewildered. The other forefathers shared his astonishment. Their enemy shouldnât be this strong. From what they could recall, mankind had never fully adapted to the demonsâ diversity.
Each tribe had its own style and abilities. It had been a cause of endless perplexion for the humans, a constant source of headache.
Human heritage shouldâve become weaker with time, rather than stronger. How had the younger generation cracked what had been an unsolvable puzzle in the past?
Therein resided the true mystery.
âWho first started spreading rumors about the Fire of Firstdawnâs effects?â
A one-eyed survivor said, âWe donât know either. Like the others, Eternal looked powerless at first, but a human cultivator showed up and seemed to bring the antidote. Then the parasitesâ advance met with all sorts of complications. Nothing went to plan. They were invincible against Abyssal and Martial and swept everything in their path. I donât understand. It must have to do with that Jiang Chen!â
One couldnât go wrong blaming the young lord for every inexplicable ill.
Moreover, the one to ultimately bring the Fire of Firstdawn and eradicate the bulk of the parasites had been the Vermilion Bird, Jiang Chenâs follower. Once refined by a divine realm sacred beast, the fire had exhibited a power they simply hadnât been prepared for, ultimately leading to the entire eradication of the parasites.
Kingspotâs defeat had been even more bizarre.
Heâd clearly been seen running away, but Jiang Chen had destroyed the space in his path and stopped him cold in his tracks. Then heâd been restrained by some sort of mysterious energy, and ultimately been helplessly tied up by a strange rope.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The entire process hadnât taken very long.
The concordance between multiple recountings gave credence to the tale. Now that theyâd obtained a clearer idea of the events that led to the wood tribeâs undoing, the demon forefathers fell silent.
âSure enough, thereâs something odd about that rope. Was there an ancient sect that owned this kind of treasure?â
This question stumped them all. None of them remembered fighting against a notable human figure using such an item. Where did it come from?
Had it perhaps simply never come to light in the past? If so, where on earth had Jiang Chen dug it out from?
Too many questions remained unanswered for their peace of mind.
âThere are indeed many mysteries surrounding the kid. The torch shouldnât have been enough to outright dispose of someone of Fellow daoist Kingspotâs caliber, unless he ran into the Great Divine Veluriyam himself. How did Jiang Chen win so easily?â
âIn short, thereâs more this kid than meets the eye, so all of you must remember to always stay vigilant if you fight him in the future.â
Such a mystifying opponent was indeed very irksome.
These forefathers werenât greenhorns inexperienced in the ways of the world, yet more of them had died in the recent past than against the myriad of human powerhouses during the entire ancient war.
Could Jiang Chen be even more formidable than the Great Divine Veluriyam?
Why did a heroic figure always have to appear in mankindâs darkest hour? Where did this good fortune come from?
A blood demon forefather whoâd remained silent thus far suddenly said in a muted voice, âForefather Celestial, these survivors ran back here without rest. This means Jiang Chen is likely to be still in Eternal right at this moment.â
âHm? And what of it?â muttered Forefather Celestial.
âIsnât that an opportunity for us? Theyâve been strengthening Winterdrawâs defenses. Theyâre clearly intent on keeping us out of the human domain. But the kid isnât on site for now. It looks to me like an extremely rare opportunity, whether to deal with Jiang Chen or the human domain.â
His reminder opened the crowdâs eyes to the possibilities.
Their faces brightened. True enough, the kid couldnât have returned so soon after resolving Eternalâs siege.
Without the presence of its leader, wouldnât Wintedraw crumble at the first blow if they were to launch an attack straight away?
Their thoughts stirred at this prospect. Everyone pondered the feasibility.
His eyes flashing, Forefather Celestial asked, âThose whoâve just returned from Eternal, what say you? Is Jiang Chen still there?â
âHeâll certainly stay to celebrate his victory. They might cut the festivities short, but he canât have rushed back yet.â
âThe ten sacred landâs forefathers are still trapped offworld. Who knows, he might even go there to rescue them?â