Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

Chapter 262 Return, Seclusion, The Fall of Herodo

The matter at Lanruo Temple was resolved more easily than expected.

Last night, under the cover of darkness, Uncle Nine uprooted the Tree Demon Granny in less than half an hour.

At this moment, most of the yin energy above Lanruo Temple had dissipated, and the morning light shone through the thin mist into the valley, adding a touch of warmth to this place.

Uncle Jiu got up early and practiced a set of Tai Chi in the courtyard to loosen up his muscles and bones.

Other group members also got up one after another, gathered in the courtyard to drink tea and chat, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

"Uncle Jiu, what are your plans to do about the Black Mountain Demon?" Ye Fan asked, holding his teacup.

Uncle Nine stopped his punching stance, walked to the stone table and sat down, stroking his beard: "Last night I found out the location of the City of the Wrongfully Dead. Although the Black Mountain Demon is strong, with all of you fellow Daoists backing us up, taking him down will not be difficult."

Meng Qi chuckled: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go straight there after we finish eating!"

"The Mang Jingang is the Mang Jingang." Ye Fan shook his head and chuckled, but did not object.

Uncle Nine didn't stand on ceremony and immediately led everyone to the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

The Black Mountain Demon has occupied the City of the Wrongfully Dead for hundreds of years, commanding tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals, making him a powerful overlord in the underworld.

But compared to Uncle Nine, this amount of wealth was simply insignificant.

Maoshan Taoist arts are specifically designed to subdue evil spirits; wherever the talismans pass, ghost soldiers are reduced to ashes.

When Uncle Nine charged into the depths of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, the Black Mountain Demon could no longer sit still. He burst out of the city, carrying endless Yin energy, and fought with Uncle Nine.

The Black Mountain Demon was far stronger than the Tree Demon Granny, and she had the advantage of being on home ground in the underworld, initially dominating Uncle Nine.

But when Uncle Nine used the Samadhi True Fire Talisman he had obtained from Meng Qi, the situation instantly reversed.

The Samadhi True Fire is specifically designed to burn away evil spirits. The Black Mountain Demon's yin energy melted away like ice and snow in front of the talisman fire, and finally turned to ashes with a mournful scream.

"It's resolved." Uncle Nine sheathed his longsword, turned to look at the group members watching the battle, and said, "Thank you all for supporting me."

"Uncle Jiu, you're too kind," Ye Fan said with a smile. "You could have handled this little matter on your own, even without us."

Uncle Nine shook his head: "If it weren't for the presence of you fellow Daoists, I wouldn't have dared to be so reckless. I will remember this kindness."

"Hey, it's no fun if you two keep pushing each other around," Meng Qi interjected with a smile, then turned to Uncle Jiu: "We're all group members, this little thing is nothing."

It's really not worth mentioning.

Apart from Yan Lingji and Qing Lin, who among those present didn't have the ability to single-handedly conquer this world?

This demon-slaying expedition was less of a battle and more of a gathering to celebrate. What truly made them feel that the trip was worthwhile was the previous discussions and exchanges.

Ye Fan's path to the Holy Body, Han Li's steady and methodical approach, Gu Xun'er's control over her bloodline, Yan Lingji's fusion of fire illusion techniques... Every member of the group shared their cultivation experiences without reservation, an experience rarely found in their respective worlds.

……

After returning from the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, Lin Yuan officially went into seclusion to comprehend the ultimate secret technique of the Lord of the Universe.

Deep within the Heavenly Fortune Palace, Lin Yuan closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the deepest level of deduction. He wanted to create his own ultimate secret technique for becoming the Lord of the Universe.

However, thousands of epochs have passed, and progress has been minimal.

When Lin Yuan actually started to put it into practice, he discovered that things were far more difficult than he had imagined.

The secrets of the Lord of the Universe require not only an ultimate understanding of the laws, but also peak control over power.

His genetic level is now extremely high, and the quality of his divine power far surpasses that of others of the same level, but the sophistication of his secret techniques is still a notch below.

"No, that's not right." Lin Yuan opened his eyes, his brows furrowed. "It's not a matter of comprehension; it's that I've lived too comfortably these past few years."

In the past, he had accumulated a long period of combat experience before each breakthrough in his secret techniques.

From the Soul-Slaying Blade during his time as a King to the Flame Flash during his time as a Cosmic Venerable, every breakthrough was honed through countless life-and-death battles.

However, since the Primordial Star closed, he has been staying in the Ancestral God Sect or Chaos City for the past million epochs, either comprehending the laws or creating secret techniques in seclusion. He has hardly experienced any battles worth mentioning.

The understanding of the laws is growing, but the application of power remains stagnant, which is a typical case of working in isolation.

"This can't go on any longer."

Lin Yuan made a decision: to suspend his seclusion and explore various cosmic secret realms to make up for the lack of combat experience at the level of a universe master.

However, before that, there was one more thing he needed to do—to comprehend the fundamental laws of time.

The fundamental law of time has always been his weakness.

Although the original will of the universe granted him the authority to reverse time and space when he broke through to the level of the Lord of the Universe, this does not mean that he has completely mastered the laws of time.

On the contrary, his understanding of the laws of time remained superficial, and he had not even fully grasped the three great mysteries.

"Fortunately, we have the Heavenly Bottle Spirit Liquid."

He took out a drop of crystal-clear spiritual liquid, which faintly shimmered with light, as if it contained the secrets of the passage of time.

This was what he obtained from the deal with Han Li, and it hadn't been used on a large scale before.

As the spiritual liquid entered my body, a mysterious feeling welled up in my heart.

The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand laws of time became clear at this moment. The complex laws and patterns were as if they were being broken down into their most basic units and presented to him one by one.

With a thought, Lin Yuan activated the enlightenment function in the chat group!

With the double blessing, his comprehension efficiency reached an unprecedented level.

He conquered the three great mysteries of time acceleration, time deceleration, and time stillness one by one.

In the first millennium, the profound mystery of time acceleration was perfected.

In the third millennium, the profound mystery of time slowing down was perfected.

In the fifth millennium, the profound mystery of time stillness was perfected.

In the eighth millennium, the three profound mysteries were completely integrated, and the fundamental law of time was fully mastered!

boom!

An invisible law of time descended, enveloping the entire Heavenly Fortune Palace.

Within the ocean of laws, endless power of time poured down, flowing into Lin Yuan's body.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to merge with the river of time, with the past, present, and future intertwining before his eyes.

He saw the confusion he felt when he first transmigrated, the years he fought alongside the Illusion Feather Squad on the extraterrestrial battlefield, and the glory of battling alien powerhouses on the primordial star...

Every image is crystal clear, as if it happened just yesterday.

"This is the true essence of the laws of time..."

Lin Yuan muttered to himself, a flash of understanding appearing in his eyes.

The arrival of the Time Law lasted for less than half an hour before it ended, but his understanding of the Time Law had undergone a qualitative change.

With the blessing of the laws of time, his confidence in creating the ultimate secret technique of the Lord of the Universe has increased even more.

"Next, it's time to go out for a walk."

Lin Yuan stood up, preparing to explore a secret realm in the universe, when a notification sound from the virtual universe suddenly came to his mind.

"The Lord of Destiny, Venerable Herodotus, has fallen."

……

The Golden Horn Clan, the core of the Holy Land.

This void continent, with a diameter of trillions of kilometers, was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

The once bustling temple was now deserted, with only a few figures hurrying by occasionally, their faces etched with worry.

The Golden Horn Clan—an ordinary clan that occupies more than two thousand star fields. Although not powerful, they are considered the overlords of the surrounding area.

Their leader, Herodo, is a powerful cosmic overlord with considerable influence within the Hong Alliance.

More than a million epochs ago, Herodo met Lin Yuan, who was then the overlord of the universe, in the Ancestral God Cult, and the two got along well.

After Lin Yuan became the Guardian Beast God, with his permission, Hirodo took on the responsibility of assisting Venerable Jiufeng and Venerable Lava in handling affairs of the Hongmeng's powerful members.

For tens of thousands of epochs, he has worked diligently and without complaint.

That is why Lin Yuan was so shocked when he learned of Herodo's death.

"How did he perish?" Lin Yuan's voice echoed in the Beast God Temple.

The Lava Venerable stood below, his compound eyes filled with sorrow: "According to the Hongmeng intelligence department, Venerable Hirodo perished unexpectedly in the secret realm of the Ancestral God Sect."

"A secret realm?"

"Yes." Venerable Lava nodded. "About three thousand years ago, Venerable Herodo entered the secret realm alone to explore, and never came out again."

"It wasn't until recently, when the keepsakes he left behind in the clan became ownerless, that the Golden Horn Clan confirmed his demise."

Lin Yuan was silent for a moment: "The secret realm is fraught with danger, why would he go there alone?"

The Lava Venerable shook his head: "This... I don't know either. But it is said that Venerable Herodo has been searching for an opportunity to break through to the level of a Universe Lord, perhaps because he has discovered some ruins or treasures and wants to explore them alone."

"Unfortunately, fate is fickle."

Lin Yuan sighed softly.

Herodo's strength was only considered above average among the cosmic overlords, and entering the secret realm alone was indeed extremely risky.

But since they've chosen this path, they must have some compelling reasons to go.

What is the current situation of the Golden Horn tribe?

The Lava Venerable's compound eyes flickered, and his tone grew even heavier: "Not good."

"Although the news of Venerable Herodo's fall has not yet spread, it cannot be kept secret forever. There is a powerful clan called the Wind Howler Clan near their territory, whose leader is a second-tier Universe Lord, and they have been coveting the territory of the Golden Horn Clan for years."

"Previously, with Herodo, the overlord of the universe, in charge, and the Golden Horn Clan backed by the Hong Alliance, the other side didn't dare to go too far. Now that Herodo has fallen, they probably won't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

He had heard of the Wind Howling Clan. They were the overlords of the star field near the Golden Horn Clan. After their leader broke through to the level of the Universe Lord, they began to expand their territory and had already annexed the territories of several weaker clans.

Once they launch an attack on the Golden Horn tribe, the tribe, with its current remaining strength, simply cannot withstand it.

"How about this," Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, "have Trick come to see me."

……

The next day, in the virtual universe.

When Trick appeared in the hall, Lin Yuan was already sitting in the main seat waiting.

The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

When Trick appeared in the hall, Lin Yuan was already sitting in the main seat waiting.

The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

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"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

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The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

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"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

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"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

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The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"

The Great Elder of the Golden Horn Clan was a veteran high-level cosmic venerable, but he appeared unusually reserved in front of Lin Yuan.

"Lord of Heaven's Will." Trike bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lin Yuan gestured for him to sit down. "Lava has already told me about Herodo's situation. Now, tell me your demands."

"Hoo~" Trick tried his best to calm himself down, then prostrated himself deeply on the ground. "Lord of Fortune, please save my Golden Horn Clan!"

Although the Golden Horn Clan is a member of the human race Hongmeng, their contributions have been minimal, making them utterly unqualified to ask the Giant Axe Founder to resurrect Herodo, so naturally they have no illusions.

However, Herodo had accumulated a considerable amount of contribution during the eras in which he served Lin Yuan under the Ancestral God Cult, which was just enough to cover the contribution and resources required for his resurrection.

"We've already made our contribution, and the resources needed to resurrect the leader are ready." Trick's voice was tinged with bitterness.

"We submitted a resurrection application to the Hong Alliance the moment our leader fell, but the Founder of the Giant Axe just resurrected a group of cosmic overlords not long ago. It is estimated that he will not be able to make a move again for several hundred epochs. We are afraid we cannot afford to wait."

"We dare not ask for too much, we only hope that the Lord of Destiny can help us to move the leader's resurrection order forward. As long as the leader can be resurrected sooner, even if his strength is damaged, at least he can deter the Wind Howling Clan and give our Golden Horn Clan a chance to breathe."

"Understood." Lin Yuan nodded, but his words made the other party's heart sink: "However, resurrecting a cosmic overlord like Herodo requires the intervention of the Giant Axe Founder, which is not something I can decide alone."

Fortunately, he added, "I can only ask around for you; I can't guarantee it will work out."

Trike was overjoyed: "Thank you, God!"

"Don't thank me yet." Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected ahead of schedule, how do you plan to deal with the Wind Howling Clan's covetousness?"

Trike was taken aback; he hadn't really thought about that question.

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Even if Hirodo can be resurrected quickly, he will lose all his treasures and his strength will drop by at least one level. At that time, he will most likely not be able to withstand the Wind Howling Clan."

Trike's face turned pale.

He understood Lin Yuan's meaning—even if Herodo were to be resurrected, the Golden Horn Clan's situation wouldn't improve much.

"Then what should we do?" Trick's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Yuan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Has your Golden Horn tribe considered migrating?"

"Migration?" Trike was stunned.

"Yes, relocate." Lin Yuan nodded. "Move to the territory of my human race and become a vassal race of my human race."

"In this way, you won't have to worry about the threat from the Wind Howlers."

Trike remained silent.

Becoming a vassal of the human race means that the Golden Horned Clan will lose its independent status and be subject to the rule of the human race from then on.

This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a race that once dominated the universe, but it is the only way out for the Golden Horn race at present.

"Lord of Heavenly Fortune, this matter... I need to discuss it with the other elders of the clan," Trike said with difficulty.

"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded. "Tell me when you've thought it through."

Trike bowed again: "Thank you, Lord of Fortune!"