Beyond the Chaos Sea

After spreading the Demon Slaying Art, Shen Lin watched the countless Human Race cultivators leave the Rakshasa Islands in a mighty procession and could not help letting out a sigh of relief.

"Are you all right?"

Beside him, Prime Minister Zhang looked at his slightly pale face with concern.

"I'm fine."

Shen Lin shook his head.

The sheer number of Human Race cultivators, and the amount of fire he had transmitted all at once, had nearly drained the spiritual power within his body in an instant.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

By the time he opened them again, his body had already recovered to its peak condition.

Only after completing all this did he turn and say, "Prime Minister Zhang, are you sure you don't want to accept a fire seed and cultivate?"

The greatest difference between the Demon Slaying Art Shen Lin had created this time and other cultivation methods was that raising one's cultivation did not rely entirely on one's own practice.

The more members of the Demon Race one killed, the faster one's cultivation would improve.

Therefore, even Prime Minister Zhang, who lacked cultivation talent, could actually cultivate through this art.

Given his importance in Great Wei, he would not even need to personally go out and hunt members of the Demon Race. Someone would naturally capture them alive and bring them back for him to cultivate.

Yet for some reason, Prime Minister Zhang had refused Shen Lin's suggestion.

He shook his head and said, "It's not that I refuse to accept one. I simply don't need to cultivate just yet. This body of mine can still hold out for a few more years."

"This is the most crucial period for our Human Race. I need to sort out the Human Race's future