Beside him, Qi Chen couldn’t help but softly ask Feng Yuan by his ear,

"Is there really no better solution?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Them, can they really not think of another way?"

Looking at Qi Chen with puzzlement, Feng Yuan stroked his chin and said,

"I don’t think it’s necessary to strike against them unless they refuse to repent. But judging by the situation, that seems unlikely. Those people... we can discuss further if they obstruct us."

"No, that’s not what I mean. I mean..."

Grabbing his hair, Qi Chen found himself at a loss for words, while Feng Yuan chuckled, shook his head, and said,

"I understand what you mean, but have you ever thought about what they’ve done over this long period?"

"Even the most mentally resilient people may find their endurance reaching an end due to the relentless passage of time. For them, that might not be a bad thing."

"Not to mention the crimes they committed. Even if it led to war, how could they be certain they could participate first-hand, or perhaps, did they once incite the conflict? To construct this Parallel World, they must have done something. We can’t forgive them on behalf of anyone, so... there’s no way."

Wanting to say something more, Qi Chen fell into silence, realizing that Feng Yuan was right. Leaving aside the influence of a momentary soft heart, could he truly forgive them, or did he even have the right to forgive them on behalf of the victims?

"If we take them outside, the greatest resistance will likely come from all nations, even the Alliance can’t coordinate it."

Qiu Hanmo said calmly, knowing too well that what Feng Yuan said was just an excuse. The real problem was that this group’s power was too strong. In a reality already divided cleanly, their appearance would only spark new warfare.

However... regardless of whether it’s in the Divine Land Region or not, War would inevitably affect the Great Xia.

So, in truth, they had no choice.

After a while, the woman emerged from the Temple wearing a long robe with a hood, seemingly inconvenient at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the attire had little impact on her movement.

"Since you’ve met her, she must have entrusted you with that matter. Whether you’ve agreed or not, I hope you can help."

"Uh, you’re talking about helping settle those people, right? If they indeed don’t pose much of a problem, it’s not impossible. After all... there aren’t many remnants of the Mythical Era left."

Looking at the other party, Feng Yuan pondered and said, not opposed to lending a hand, he felt Veronia wouldn’t refuse either, as they were, after all, continuations of the Mythical Era.

Unfortunately, this group of theirs...

With a bitter smile, she gazed at the sky and said,

"Thank you, if possible, please deliver this information to them. This is the culture left from our Mythical Era, stripped of any technological information. They should feel at ease with it."

Taking the Golden Disk handed over by the woman, Feng Yuan thought and said,

"Alright, but I can’t guarantee they’ll all gather together, and once they enter the real world, how they’ll react is beyond my control."

Feng Yuan didn’t think those people could maintain their prior lifestyle upon entering the real world; the integration of different cultures would inevitably change them.

She smiled and said,

"That’s what they fear. But is staying isolated out of fear of change truly good? I believe if given the choice, many of them might wish to take risks, as long as they still acknowledge their past civilization, it hardly matters how the future unfolds, right?"

"Uh, do you mean that their aim in creating this Parallel World was to preserve the Mythical Era’s essence? But it’s no big deal—actually, sometimes I also yearn for the environment of the past, yet, I know I can’t immerse myself in that Phantom, so..."

Rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, Feng Yuan smiled. Veronia looked at him silently; unlike Agunas, Veronia’s connections with the Mythical Era were rather complex. Although it’s the world she was familiar with, she had also committed grave mistakes during that era.

Thus, Veronia never considered recreating the complete Mythical Era since doing so would drown her in guilt.

Yet, she did miss the people from the Mythical Era, not just because she hadn’t interacted with outsiders since its demise, but also because she belonged to that era.

"If only they desired that. Unfortunately, they’re content clinging to a world that no longer moves forward and slowly decays."

With a sigh, she gazed forward softly and said. Feng Yuan shook his head,

"No, if it weren’t for affecting others, this would merely be their own choice, but sadly, this Parallel World has already posed a great threat to the real world, and we have no choice but to act."

"Yes, they can’t tolerate me either."

Looking at the emerging silver-white giant Mechanical Sentinel, she said calmly with a wave of her hand, a silver-white circular ring rose like a bright moon behind her, with a point of the finger, the moon ring howled into high-speed rotation toward the silver-white giant Mechanical Sentinel.

"Qi Chen! Attack!"

Feng Yuan shouted loudly, swinging the Sickle in his hand, the black robe shadow appeared once more, except this time the Mechanical Sentinel reacted without any concern for it.

Qi Chen and the others immediately commanded their Beasts, setting up positions ready to face the enemy. Agunas landed on Qiu Hanmo’s shoulder and waved Little Claw, creating three clones that greeted each newly emerged Mechanical Sentinel.

"These things likely came from the real world."

Upon engagement, Feng Yuan sensed something amiss—luckily he’d used the Lantern to reapply status on Ah Mu and the others, or else this suddenly strengthened enemy could severely harm them.

Feng Yuan speculated these things were likely weapons from the Mythical Era used to counter Divine Beings, and they were not fake existences constructed by the Parallel World, strength-wise, matched directly with Divine Beasts.

"Truly unforgettable memories!"

Veronia snorted coldly and ceased her restraint from attacking since she could tell these were the same grade as the weapons used by people during the Mythical Era. Holding back would only endanger herself.

She turned to look at Ah Mu and the others, warning,

"Don’t take those attacks head-on! Those things are at the same level as us!"

Tamur and Gitalien returned to their original size, assisting the group from the sky in the attack, yet their gigantic forms also attracted more enemies.

If it weren’t for Feng Yuan temporarily enhancing Ah Mu and the others’ strength with the Lantern, this battle could’ve gone poorly without Feng Yuan exerting full power—even with a group of Divine Beasts, they would fall behind.

"This is a different era, isn’t it."

Although she fended off the Mechanical Sentinels, she kept an eye on others’ actions, seeing Ah Mu and the others teaming up with Qi Chen to confront their foes made her long for it, yet unfortunately, she could only bury that aspiration deep within her heart.

"These things—are they part of automatic defense measures? Can we bypass them?"

Looking at the ever-coming Mechanical Sentinels, Feng Yuan asked—not that they couldn’t win, but causing such a commotion might have unforeseen consequences.

She thought and said,

"No, this is Davinia’s outermost and most special defense system; even they can’t halt its operation, but once we breach the outer layer, they’ll retreat automatically."

"Uh, preventive against internal saboteurs, huh? It truly is."

Stunned for a moment, Feng Yuan realized the reasoning behind such a design; during the Mythical Era, spies and turncoats were abundant, so many defense measures from that time didn’t recognize kin—once set, they couldn’t be closed or stopped by other means.

Once inadvertently triggered, only breaking through the line was viable.

However, in Feng Yuan’s view, after the Mythical Era’s fall, such designs held no meaning for them, not mentioning their choice to live in seclusion—even in the real world, few could infiltrate such places as undercover agents.

Considering the vast cultural differences between two human eras made it extraordinarily difficult to impersonate someone from different times.