231 Eastern Sea’s Carnival

Why did no one worship and pray to our Fuxi ancestors? How did our heritage vanish?

Zhong Yue looked up as the mixture of the sea water and his tears dripped down along his face. He thought to himself with an empty expression, What kind of power made us forget our ancestors and our glorious history?

With the heritage of the Fuxi Celestial Race gone, the formerly glorious and marvelous ancient Fuxi Celestial Race became the now puny humans, the lowest class among all races, even viewed as food by the other races!

Everything about the history of Fuxi Celestial Race became something like a legend that felt unreal. Humans had long forgotten the glory of their ancestors and their history. They were powerless and enslaved by the other races, handing their lives over to the other races to decide.

Anything related to the Fuxi Celestial Race had been wiped out cleanly as if an invisible hand had removed every trace of them.