"Your Majesty, please don't say such things. The fact that you're still alive is the greatest piece of good news for our Human Race."
After gathering his emotions, Tu Sheng finally revealed a trace of a smile.
Human Emperor clearly did not think so.
He gave a bitter smile. "I would rather have died. That way, the Fortune Power of my Human Emperor Dynasty could have sought out its next successor."
"That way, things wouldn't be like this... How is the Human Race doing now?"
Tu Sheng sighed. "The dynasty collapsed, and the Human Race scattered into countless factions throughout the Chaos Sea."
"Among them, the Human Emperor Army defected to the Rakshasa Race under the Devil Race. By serving as their vanguard, they barely managed to secure a place to stay."
"The ministers of the Ministry of Revenue went to work at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. Relying on the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's reputation, they managed to shelter quite a few members of the Human Race."
"As for the rest, I haven't heard from them in a very long time."
Human Emperor fell silent upon hearing this.
To be honest, the situation was considerably better than he had imagined.
At the height of the Human Emperor Dynasty, the Human Race had clashed with quite a few other races.
It had been entirely thanks to his rule at the time, and his use of Fortune Power to suppress those fellows.
Though the Human Race's current situation was tragic, at least it had not reached the point of extinction.
Tu Sheng hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Your Majesty, what exactly happened back then?"
At that time, the Human Emperor Dynasty had been at its peak. Human Emperor had said he sensed something in the Chaos Sea—an aura capable of determining