Chen Fei turned his head and glanced at the mission requirements. Kill a Peak Sky Opening Realm expert of the Rain Race, and one could obtain three days of access to the Mystic Light Pool.
There were a few other missions that similarly rewarded time in the Mystic Light Pool, and none of them were easy. The smaller rewards granted one day in the Mystic Light Pool; the larger ones offered five days.
In a war between races, it was hard to clearly say who was right and who was wrong, because once one's standpoint changed, right and wrong changed with it.
In the eyes of the Rain Race, all living beings within the Profound Spirit Domain were now enemies, because they were about to invade Rain Race Territory.
Was it wrong to want to raise one's own race to the ninth order and obtain better cultivation resources and an environment?
Naturally, that was not wrong. But in the eyes of the Ninth-Order Supreme races, that was an infringement on their interests, something that had to be forcefully suppressed, even used as an example to intimidate the others.
Chen Fei actually did not particularly want to get involved in something like this. This might have had something to do with the nature of the human race: it was enough to steadily develop and strengthen oneself.
Back in the Black Stone Domain, the human race had been like that, silently and quietly growing stronger without making a sound. But in the end, the Weird Clan felt their interests had been encroached upon, and it developed into a war between the two races.
Whether it was the vast Ruin Realm or the smaller domains, territory was limited, which naturally meant resources were limited as well. If you took one more bite, others