"An ancient slave race?"
Li Tianming closed his eyes.
Just as expected!
The victors had rewritten history.
Even over at the Myriad Ancient Divine Domain, there were people who knew of the great war between the Yanhuang and the Eight Gods, which had left behind the Original Sin Pool.
Yet among the common folk of the Upper Star Ruins, there was only an ancient slave race that had been judged.
A civil war?
No!
In the history of today, it was likely nothing more than the suppression of a slave uprising.
"Have you heard of Yanhuang?" Li Tianming asked.
"...The elders said those two words are taboo. We can't mention them. If we do, we'll die..." Long Chen hurriedly said.
"Are there many of your people throughout the Upper Star Ruins?" Li Tianming asked again.
"Many! They're everywhere. There are the most of us in every Neutron Star Ruin." Long Chen's eyes reddened further.
"What do you all do?" Li Tianming asked.
"We're the lowest-status people in the Upper Star Ruins, so we do every kind of work at the bottom. In Myriad Cosmos-level and Creation-level worlds, our people serve as slaves and maids. Here in the Neutron Star Ruins, we're miners. We have to risk our lives entering divine caves, dragging those neutron stars out with our flesh and blood, because starsea warships can't enter divine caves! Because of that... my parents, my grandfather, my grandmother, all died in divine caves!" Long Chen said.
"In this Neutron Star Ruin, are all of you miners?" Li Tianming drew a deep breath!
"Yes! Three quarters of the population in the Neutron Star Ruin are us—slave people who dig neutron stars with our lives!" Tears streamed down Long Chen's face.
The Yanhuang Divine Clan!
He truly had never imagined it would come