Bait?
Star-life Crane stepped back slightly, feeling that its future would be particularly tortuous.
"Do you still want to save your clan?"
"If you follow the ordinary path of cultivation, the Star Crane Realm can't wait for you. Even if you move at the fastest speed, you can only save your people who have been captive for countless generations by the demon race a thousand years later."
"If you're not harsh on yourself, enemies will surely be harsh on you."
"Yes." Star-life Crane fell silent, with a particularly heavy heart.
With only twenty years of cultivation, it had not formed a deep bond with the Star-life Crane clan.
However, as a descendant of the clan leader, it instinctively bore a sense of responsibility. Its parents and elder siblings all died resisting the demon race, and even if not for the Star-life Crane clan, it held a deep hatred against the Celestial Demon Sect.
This hatred must be avenged.
"Let's begin." Star-life Crane accepted its fate.
