Chapter 4108 - Grand Xia and Flameyellow
“Then why did the Grand Xia imperials not enjoy the fruits of rebellion in the end, but instead destroyed their homeland? Why did their imperial-class world turn into an astral hole?” Tianming frowned.
“Who knows? Maybe those ingrates bit them too? Now, the supreme hegemons are the wonderians. They were the greatest beneficiaries of that war. Perhaps only they know what happened to the Grand Xia imperials.” Muguang Lie sneered coldly.
“Understood.” Tianming nodded deeply. He pondered for a moment, then asked again, “Then what about the Grand Xia imperials now? Have you ever had contact with them?”
“Heh.” Muguang Lie simply snorted.
“Please tell me.”
Muguang Lie shook his head. “Let me be blunt, they’re a bunch of arrogant pricks still obsessed with their past glories, proclaiming themselves to be the creators of wonders and the ancestors of the wonderians. But this arrogance can’t cover up their terror towards the continuous annihilation of their world. Not a single Grand Xia imperial entered the Ancestral World this time as they wouldn't challenge the Eightpart Pantheons. On the contrary, I hear that the wonderians have infiltrated deep into their midst, and some even worship Tian Jiu, forming an organization called the Tian Jiu Cult which often stirs up trouble inside the Primordial Sands. The people of the Primordial Sands are absolutely ticked off by the Grand Xia, and they’re wary of the Grand Xia imperials as even diminished, the Grand Xia imperials are still number one in the Primordial Sands.”
“I see.” If so, it was understandable why the Grand Xia imperials went to cause trouble for Jiang Feiling.
Tianming suddenly remembered he still had a book he hadn’t read!
He went to find a quiet place, and rummaged for a long time inside the spatial ring to take out a book, Tales of the Trashy Divine Wonderians. The title alone displayed Old Man Voidback’s immense resentment.
Tianming had just elevated the grand lexicon wonder to the maniverse class, allowing him to open it. He used the wonder as the key. One by one, words flashed, automatically condensing into a white-haired old man on the book. His first words were direct. “I have so much hate!”