Immortal Martial: From Reality, I Began Pushing Across the Two Worlds

At present, all he needed to do was recuperate aboard this ship until it returned to the Half-demon Lineage, then find out exactly what was going on there.

Having arrived in this unfamiliar region,

he needed a guide who knew the Demon Domain.

If the guide obeyed, he wouldn't begrudge him a reward.

If he didn't, well... he would simply kill him!

Compared with the Human Race and the Demon Race, Half-demons had an exceedingly awkward status, like a tiny boat adrift on a vast ocean.

When the waters were calm, the little boat could survive.

But when the winds rose and the waves turned wild, the boat bearing the fate of the Half-demons could be overturned by a single wave at any moment. It would make not so much as a ripple before vanishing into the River of Time.

The young man with fox ears let out a long sigh. The road ahead seemed shrouded in mist, and he had no idea where he should go.

He looked at the bones floating in the Chaotic Demon Sea and heaved another heavy sigh.

"Maybe in a few years, I'll be one of them."

He wasn't afraid of death. He just didn't want to die like this.

"If only we could cross this Chaotic Demon Sea and reach Human territory. I believe the Human Race would take us in. After all, compared to the Demon Race, humans are more moral."

"Even if they wouldn't, we could keep doing this sort of work, serving people. No matter how much the human experts looked down on us, at least they wouldn't eat us when they got hungry—and then make a few comments about the taste."

As if noticing that the fox-eared youth was in low spirits, the brawny man with ox horns came