The mortals of the Dongli, Anyue, and other non-subjugated states, rubbed their eyes, struggling to accept that the subjugated mortals' lives by the mysterious beasts' side could become the utopia that they now witnessed.
At that time, a voice, as powerful as seductive, reverberated throughout the Eastern Spirit Empire, reaching all its citizens.
"For tens of thousands of years, the Eastern Continent has been exploiting the myriad beast clans, making livestock, pets, and beasts of burden out of our mortal brothers and sisters, while hunting down the mysterious beast clans for profit. Following the imperial enthronement of the Shentu clan, the situation went from bad to a complete catastrophe.
Enslavement, relentless hunts, endless abuses and routine genocides, became the lot of the myriad beast clans." Here, Zhiji Jing paused, pulled a deep breath, and snapped her fingers, projecting the memories of thousands of persecuted clans to the world.
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