Song Clan.
It was once a peak clan and had a myriad of glory. It had experienced glory, but it had also fallen to the bottom.
For tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years —
Song An, the patriarch of the Song family, had struggled in the low end for countless generations, and it was not easy for him to seize the opportunity to rise.
He had to execute the task that Yale had given him perfectly.
He knew very well that he only needed to be a mute who only knew how to do things. He didn't need to consider anything else.
He couldn't tolerate anyone making the slightest mistake and letting this opportunity slip from his hands.
Including his heirs!
"Song Ye, don't destroy the Song Clan's future!" Song An's reprimand made the young man bow his head timidly. The young man had always been the pride of the Song Clan. His talent was given the hope of the Song Clan's rise. In the clan, Song An doted on him. He had never seen Song An since he was young.
He had such a serious expression.
He realized that he had said something wrong. He didn't expect that his unintentional question would cause such a huge reaction from Song An.
Time passed and the sun and moon alternated.
The father and son of the Song Clan remained silent. No one knew how long they had been guarding the secret realm.
No one was allowed to take half a step closer to the secret realm. Even a moth couldn't appear within their range of surveillance.
During this period of time, Emotional Divine King, who had been invited to the Divine Palace, didn't leave the secret realm. The two Divine Kings of the Shen Clan stayed in the secret realm. No one knew what they were discussing.
"Song An!"
A ripple appeared at the entrance of the secret realm. Destruction Divine King Yale stepped out.
Yale, who had been discussing in the secret realm for several days, was hale and hearty. He didn't look tired at all.
Not only that, Song An, who was standing outside, seemed to have a vague feeling —
Yale's aura seemed to have surpassed the scope of Divine King. However, he was the only one who walked out of the secret realm this time. Emotional Divine King Orbis didn't walk out with him. If one recalled, when they first came to the Divine Palace to discuss matters with Destruction Divine King Yale, it was the second era.
They relied on Pleasure Divine King.
The Demon Emperor didn't seem to have left the secret realm.
This inevitably made Song An suspicious. However, this thought was discarded as soon as it appeared.
Don't think! Don't ask!
The God King of Destruction had made it very clear from the very beginning.
He had many choices. Why did he choose Song An to work for him? He wanted Song An to listen to him.
He didn't need to think about these things. For the future of the Song enterprise —
Being obedient was enough!
"Your Majesty!"
The moment Yale stepped out of the secret realm, Song An and his eldest son knelt on the ground.
Yale leisurely stretched his waist with a smile that was like a spring breeze on his face. When Song An saw this scene, he naturally had to flatter him.
"Your Majesty, you're in a good mood."
"It's very good." Yale pursed his lips and patted Song An's shoulder with a smile. "You've done well recently. I intend to support your Song Clan, but —"
Support!
When he heard this, the burning desire in Song An's eyes had reached the limit.
All along, he had been waiting for this one sentence of support!
His eldest son was very outstanding, a rare genius of the God Race!
However, he was still too young. Growing to a Chief God required time and opportunity. Moreover, even if he became a Chief God, how could he compare to the God King's favor?
"Your Majesty, the Song Clan will definitely sacrifice our lives for Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty needs it, the Song Clan will forever be loyal to Your Majesty. We will be Your Majesty's sharpest spear, Your Majesty's strongest backing!"
Song An couldn't wait to declare his loyalty to Yale.
Yale watched all of this with a faint smile and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't be so anxious. Since I'm asking you to do this, I naturally have my eyes on you and your clan. Moreover, your clan is originally in the Northern God Race. Are you saying that if I don't support you, you won't be my spear and shield? "
"Your Majesty, this subordinate —"
"I know what you mean."
He waved his hand, indicating that Song An didn't need to be too anxious.
Shortly after, Yale glanced at Song An's eldest son, then back at Song An. However, this time, Yale's expression was a little more serious.
"Are you sure that the Song Clan will pledge their loyalty to me no matter what?"
"The Song Clan is willing to sacrifice our lives for Your Majesty, no matter what!" Song An said seriously.
"Good!" Yale laughed in satisfaction. He looked at Song An meaningfully for a long time. "Remember what you just said."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yale strode toward the front hall of the palace with his hands behind his back.
Song An followed closely behind him, smiling apologetically.
"Your Majesty, this subordinate will see you off."
For a moment, the secret realm of the Shrine of Destruction regained its usual peace. With Yale and Song An's departure, only Song An's eldest son was left to guard the place.
Song Ye was very young!
As the Clan Leader of the Song Clan, Song An was actually not too late to marry. However, Song An, who had always been involved in the future of the Song Clan, had never taken romance to heart. As a result, tens of thousands of years after his marriage, his level had stagnated at half-step lord-level, unable to progress any further. The elders in the clan had also urged him to give birth earlier.
Only then did he choose to let his wife conceive a child for him.
Therefore, Song Ye was actually not even eighteen years old yet.
Young people were always curious about the unknown. Song Ye, who stood in front of the secret realm, had his eyes fixed on the entrance.
Perhaps he was curious about what was inside the secret realm, or perhaps Song An's reprimand had pissed him off. He thought about how the Godly King of Emotion was also inside. If he could form a relationship with the Godly King of Emotion and become his disciple, the Song Clan's status would rise even higher. His father, Song An, would not have to tread on thin ice in front of the Godly King of Destruction, Yale.
Serving him.
Unable to suppress the impulse in him any longer, Song Ye decided to enter the secret realm to take a look.
It would be fine as long as he got out before Yale returned. Perhaps the Godly King of Emotion would really take a liking to him. By then, the Song Clan would really return to its peak!
There were no seals in the secret realm. Perhaps Yale did not expect anyone to dare barge into the secret realm of the shrine.
Song Ye entered!
He was filled with anticipation to meet the Godly King of Emotion. He had even thought of what he would say to the Godly King of Emotion when they met.
However, when he entered the interior …
He was stunned.
Before Song An, who had sent the Godly King of Destruction away, returned to the secret realm, the task assigned to him by the Godly King of Destruction had been completed. He was told to return to the clan and wait for further instructions.
He wanted to come back and take Song Ye away. However, he did not see Song Ye before he returned to the secret realm.
Until he heard a burst of —
"Ah —"
A scream! It came from inside the secret realm. Only then did he notice that the entrance of the secret realm was not completely closed. He secretly scolded Song Ye for being too insensible. He carefully looked around and made sure that there were no surveillance measures here. Then, he braced himself and entered the secret realm.
Inside.
During the period of entering the secret realm, he had also thought of what he would say if Song Ye angered the Godly King of Emotion.
He even thought of teaching Song Ye a good lesson after he brought him out and make him face the wall —
"Emotion —"
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