"The human race is said to occupy the heartland of the Ancient Barrens Continent and rule all under heaven, but only we know the bitterness we bear. Even with the Royal Court leading us, we can only struggle to hold on!" Ye Junhai said with a sigh.
Ye Xiwen suddenly felt as though the clouds had parted and the sun shone through. He finally understood why, despite the human race boasting experts as numerous as clouds and occupying the most prosperous region at the center of the Ancient Barrens Continent, they appeared so weak toward the outside world. The Ye Family had been extremely forceful toward the Jia Gu Family over his affairs, but the Ye Family was a colossal existence among the human race. When Unrivaled Palace faced Bei Shanling's bullying, had they not been forced to swallow their anger, watching their own disciples be violated and murdered without being able to avenge them?
This was the sorrow of the weak.
Weakness was the original sin!
The Demon Realm had tied their hands and feet, leaving them unable to act freely. No matter how much strength they possessed, it was useless.
"Still, while this rift has entangled a great many of our race's experts, it has also nurtured countless experts for us. Many previously unknown masters of our race fought their way out from there. Among them were even outstanding figures of the younger generation, such as the Five Overlords!" Ye Junhai said.
"Uncle, I want to ask—how exactly did my father die? Why did he die here? Why does it seem that the higher-ups are so secretive about his death?" Ye Xiwen could not help asking.
It was not that he was particularly fond of gossip. His years of experience had long taught him certain truths. But these