"Was this the omen of humanity's extinction?"
Jiang Ding watched scene after scene unfold within the Mountain Suppressing Sect, and his heart was shaken as well.
He was no student who had spent his whole life in an ivory tower. He was an Immortal Sect Cultivator who had experienced many wars and undergone trials in many worlds.
He had thought that the Bloodline Families of the Northern Plains, ruling over and enslaving hundreds of millions of human lives to sustain a single family, killing for pleasure at the slightest provocation; that the Incense Divine Path of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace, imprisoning thought and souls, forcing people to toil bitterly their entire lives and denying them peace even in death, transforming them into mad believers driven by deities; that the mortals and cultivators under the Shadow Demon Abyss all bore shadow embryos within them...
He had thought those were already hell on earth, the lowest possible bottom line.
After all, Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, the Shadow Demon Abyss, and generations of cultivators from the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace had studied exploitation for who knew how many generations, pouring in who knew how much wisdom and how many immortal Dao achievements. They had already squeezed everything to the limit; no matter what they did, they could not increase the yield further.
Now, Jiang Ding saw something beneath that bottom line.
That was, even being slaves and servants, even having their flesh and blood squeezed dry, was no longer possible. They were no longer needed by anyone!
At least in this world, this world called the Magic Stone Minor Realm, human cultivators had begun to perish on a widespread scale.
It was expected that in several hundred years, apart from one or two pets, the entire human race would vanish from this world.