The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The Yuwen family was clearly divided into two factions on the matter of returning the stone statue.

One faction consisted of several elders, whose attitude was resolute.

The other faction consisted of a weak clan leader who remained silent throughout.

The clan elder was of low seniority and lacked the necessary charisma to control the other elders.

Wang Qingxuan didn't want to listen to Elder Yuwen's boasting anymore, so she stood up.

"Enough! What era are we living in? There are so many things that can be kept secret!"

Those forces that seized the statue of the national ancestor have publicly stated that there is no so-called longevity substance in the statue, and there is not even any spiritual substance!

The claim that the ancestral stone statue has remained intact and uncorrupted for thousands of years, suggesting the presence of longevity substances inside, is simply a rumor!

Some people have ulterior motives, trying to undermine the nation's faith at a time when we are facing a formidable enemy and preoccupied with our own survival!

Don't forget, there are still eight kingdoms established by different races on Earth today, and they could very well do something like that!

Wang Qingxuan spoke with righteous indignation, her words ringing with conviction.

The entire conference hall fell silent.

Yuwen Ben chuckled and said.

"Clan Chief Qingxuan, I see the shadow of your ancestors in you."

Wang Qingxuan snorted coldly.

"That's because our Wang family will never forget our ancestors!"

We will never forget our ancestor Wang Miao, who sacrificed himself for the survival of all humanity; and we will never forget our national ancestor, who performed even greater deeds!

Elder Yuwen's tone softened somewhat as he spoke.

"Our Yuwen family has not forgotten its ancestors, but now a powerful enemy is approaching, and there are foreign races within our ranks. If our human race cannot make new breakthroughs in the Spiritual Martial Path, how can we overcome this difficulty?"

"Will holding the statue of the founding emperor in your hand help you overcome difficulties?"

"But the statue's mystery is undeniable. We haven't found the substance for immortality, but perhaps we just don't have enough time. Could you give us a little more time?"

Wang Qingxuan said very seriously.

"According to the information investigated by our clan, the bandits are now mostly acquired spiritual warriors, but they were attacked by a tyrant not long ago."

So now, they've disappeared again.

I believe their situation is very difficult, and returning the statue might be beneficial for them.

The Grand Elder was getting impatient again.

"Perhaps, perhaps, even the clan chief said 'perhaps,' and maybe those hooded guys in Baiyun City really are bandits? Who can guarantee it? The Empire hasn't even issued any confirmation documents yet, so who can be sure they are bandits?"

On this day, the Yuwen family and the ancient clan group led by the Wang family argued for a long time.

It is said that some people saw magical light and shadow appear in the conference hall, and it seemed that a fight had broken out, but they were not going all out.

The next day, Wang Qingxuan led a group of ancient clansmen away.

She stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering, looking back at the magnificent, palace-like ancestral land of the Yuwen family below.

"A thousand years is enough to coat a person's heart with a layer of lard."

The Xu family patriarch was already old and did not fly himself. Instead, he wore flight armor and stood beside Wang Qingxuan.

"Time can erase everything, Patriarch Wang. That's normal. In fact, nowadays, there are very few people like you who can firmly support the Song Dynasty's founding emperor. After all, this empire no longer belongs to the Song Dynasty..."

Wang Qingxuan was indignant.

"Profits! Resources! Immortality! Power! In the face of these things, can they forget who saved their ancestors? Now that the Celestial God Clan is about to arrive, are they even unwilling to gamble on the slightest hope of their ancestor's resurrection, so that they can continue to live a life of ignominy?"

"Compared to unfounded claims of the resurrection of the founding emperor, they are more inclined to believe in what they possess, especially since the coffin hasn't even been seen yet."

……

The Azure Kingdom is an alien kingdom that floats above the clouds using an anti-gravity system.

The rulers and superiors of this kingdom are the angels from the highest star in the Alpha Centauri Nebula.

—Does the Star in the Clouds look familiar? Please turn to Chapter 591.

They are almost identical to the angels in Western mythology who have white wings, long legs, and are all very beautiful.

Although this is the country of the angels, many humans also live here.

Some people, unable to survive in human society, seek a living in the lands of other races.

Some alien races have low reproductive rates and small populations, so they are willing to accept humans into their countries to perform certain tasks.

After the early racial wars, the world is now at peace, and it is normal for different races to interact with each other.

The Chinese Empire referred to foreign kingdoms as "kingdoms" to distinguish them from its own empire.

But they don't call themselves that.

The angels call their sky kingdom the Upper Realm.

Archangel Mido gazed at the enormous head of the Song Dynasty figure before him, lost in thought for a long time.

He moved his four somewhat stiff pairs of wings and spoke to the cherubim Cheru beside him.

"The longevity substance? Was it really just a rumor?"

Jilu bowed and said.

"The research period on the stone statue is still too short, so we dare not draw such a conclusion at this time."

"But for now, we can be certain that there's nothing special about it, not even any spiritual matter, right?"

"Yes."

"Something must be amiss if it hasn't changed for a thousand years. Think about it again; you might need to consider this issue from a different perspective."

"Your Majesty the Archangel, I have considered this from forty million different angles. I have tried my race's magical exploration methods and explored human technological creations, but so far I have found nothing."

Mido sighed softly.

"We finally made it to Earth, but we still can't escape the Celestial Race. They're arriving soon. If we can't go any further, how will we survive?"

In fact, even if they find the substance for immortality, the Angel race's cultivation methods may not be able to advance any further.

However, this presents an opportunity for all ethnic groups today.

What if?

Suddenly, a little angel with only two wings flew over.

"Your Majesty the Archangel, Caesar the Demon King requests an audience."

"Caesar?"

Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted in, and a loud laugh came from within it.

"Old friend Mido! It's been over a hundred years, are you still alive?"

Clearly, Caesar had come uninvited.

He transformed into a black shadow and appeared in the clouds.

Black fleshy wings, black feathers all over its body, sharp goat horns, sharp claws and teeth, a slender demonic body, and black mist rising all around it.

"So, not able to figure anything out, huh?"

"Caesar, what brings you here? The war between our two races is far from over."

"Hahaha! What time is it? Let's stop fighting now, we have a common enemy!"

"Who?"

"The Song hexagram!"

"He died long ago."

"No, the bandits have reappeared, and I believe Song Gua has also been resurrected. Given his arrogant personality, his current lack of activity suggests he's still quite weak. We should seize this opportunity to eliminate him!"

When Song Gua was mentioned, Mi Duo frowned slightly.

"That makes sense... This Song Gua repeatedly plundered and massacred my clan's Glory City; my ancestors died at his hands! Though a thousand years have passed, this grudge must be avenged!"

Not just angels and demons.

In the original battlefield of the ten races, each race served as a resource depot for Song Gua.

Now, hearing that the bandits have returned, the eight races that have already settled on Earth are all eager to fight back.