Especially since Li Chang’an had been gone for nearly a thousand years, Lu Sang had to announce his return with a grand and solemn festival.
Only then would it be proper and justified.
After hearing this, Li Chang’an thought for a moment and understood the issue. He nodded and said, "That works. You can make the arrangements. Also, the group I’ve brought with me are all battle-hardened warriors. They will need a separate plot of land to be set aside for them to live on."
Although Li Chang’an had used the Spirit Communication Skill to erase the conspicuous features of the Hell Race, their powerful and fierce aura remained.
Therefore, even without Li Chang’an saying a word, Lu Sang could sense that they were extraordinary.
He immediately nodded and said, "I obey the divine decree!"
With the nature of their relationship established, the atmosphere finally became harmonious. At Lu Sang’s invitation, Li Chang’an returned to the Temple.
The Temple originally built in Santi Town had been demolished hundreds of years ago. The newly constructed Temple was much grander than the old one.
But after Li Chang’an entered, he discovered that the interior decorations and layout had not changed much at all; it was just as it had been before he left.
Lu Sang pointed to the main hall, which looked somewhat old in contrast to the splendid exterior, and explained, "This was all built when Ancestor Man Yu was alive... She said you would definitely return and was afraid you wouldn’t be accustomed to a new Temple and environment, so she had it decorated exactly like the abandoned Temple of the past!"
To be honest, Li Chang’an felt a stir of emotion upon hearing these words.
Man Yu had never said anything, yet she had done everything.
Li Chang’an had never placed high hopes in her, but in the end, she not only exceeded the expectations he had for her but also believed unshakably, from beginning to end, that he would one day return.
After a long silence, Li Chang’an spoke again. "Besides this, what else did Man Yu entrust to you?"
Lu Sang lowered his gaze, his voice tinged with sadness. "Nothing else. She only instructed me to continue spreading the word of your greatness and divinity among the tribe. She also told me to maintain the size of the Divine Shadow Guard, regularly teach them the Martial Dao and etiquette, and... she said that no matter when you returned, the Fusang Tribe must hold a grand sacrificial festival!"
Man Yu lived for more than six hundred years.
Among humans, that is already an incredibly long lifespan. Without a doubt, this was one of the benefits of cultivating the Martial Dao.
After all, before her, Man Yu’s grandmother, Banyue, had only lived for less than two hundred years.
If she had not been found and killed by a True God, with her level of cultivation, she probably could have lived for several hundred more years.
In other words, under normal circumstances, Li Chang’an would have been able to see her again.
But there are no "what ifs" in many matters. After Man Yu died, although the Fusang Tribe had leaped to become the core leader of the Godslaying Army, it was only a spiritual leader.
In reality, the leadership of the Godslaying Army was in the hands of the Sanjiang Tribe and several others; the Fusang Tribe only held partial command authority.
After all, during those dark centuries, the Fusang Tribe had suffered devastating losses, and its population had plummeted. Although things had improved, they were still a long way from returning to their peak population of over one hundred thousand.
With their current strength, it was naturally impossible for them to completely control the entire Godslaying Army.
The only reason they could act as the nominal leader was primarily due to Man Yu’s immense influence. No matter which tribe joined the Godslaying Army’s alliance, as long as they were determined to resist the rule of the Divine Spirits, they had to find some way to associate themselves with the long-deceased Martial God.
For the next week, Li Chang’an stayed in the Temple, learning more detailed information about the current state of the Fusang Tribe from the Divine Shadow Guard and Lu Sang.
This included the primary composition of the Godslaying Alliance.
The situation on the battlefield between the Godslaying Army and the Celestial Realm.
And the Fusang Tribe’s current internal situation and crises, among other things...
This information was far clearer and more detailed than what Li Chang’an had managed to gather from the outside world.
It saved Li Chang’an a great deal of effort.
First, regarding the primary composition of the Godslaying Alliance. The so-called Godslaying Alliance was a group of people who cultivated the Martial Dao and had, for various reasons, come to oppose the Celestial Realm.
Its members included not only humans but other living beings as well.
After all, with the precedent of the Sunrise Divine Pearl Jade, those true Divine Spirits in the Celestial Realm didn’t view other living beings as their equals; their status was more akin to that of pet dogs kept by the True Gods.
Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that some of these living beings would betray the gods and join the Godslaying Alliance.
But it wasn’t just other living beings who joined the Godslaying Alliance.
There were even faint signs of Divine Spirits from the Celestial Realm providing clandestine help.
However, due to their special status, they didn’t dare to openly oppose the Celestial Realm and could only hide in the shadows, secretly stirring up trouble.
It was precisely because of these moles that the Godslaying Alliance was able to barely contend with the armies dispatched by the Celestial Realm, relying on scattered pieces of intelligence.
Second was the state of the war between the Celestial Realm and the Godslaying Army.
Without a doubt, the Godslaying Army was currently at a disadvantage.
Although the Celestial Realm had acted ruthlessly, the highest level of combat power it had deployed so far was only at the level of True Gods. The Emperors and Celestial Monarchs, who ranked above the True Gods, were still merely looking down from on high, watching over everything in the Celestial Realm and the Mortal Realm.
They had not taken action, and even the True Gods had only been deployed once—to kill Man Yu.
Even so, the pressure this placed on the Godslaying Army was already terrifying enough.
It was hard to imagine what would happen if the Celestial Realm truly mobilized its full strength. Would the so-called Godslayer Alliance they had formed simply turn out to be a complete joke?