After returning to Blood God Palace, Ming He issued an order to the Asura Clan: from then on, any clan members of the Asura Clan who performed outstandingly would have a chance to cultivate at the center of the Blood Sea.
This fiercely stirred up the Asura Clan. Although they did not know what the center of the Blood Sea looked like, Ming He's expression had been so solemn that they knew it was a good place.
Thus, the entire Asura Clan's atmosphere changed. For the sake of those few slots, every Clan Member strove to show their best side.
For once, the Blood Sea was filled with an atmosphere other than grim slaughter.
In the Yellow River Basin, the Human Race had also spent countless years here, but they had not lived well.
Ever since Xiao invented hunting tools last time, the clan members had been able to hunt for food themselves and no longer needed to rely on their ancestors.
Yet for some reason, although the clan members obtained food, they still did not live long. The meat of those wild beasts not only contained violent energy, but also had a strong bloody stench and tasted terrible.
Over time, after eating this meat, the Human Race's health steadily worsened, and many clan members fell ill and died.
This was especially true for newborn children. After eating it, they would be burst apart by the violent energy.
Even if they intervened, they could not save them all.
One day, an Innate Human Race member sat on a stone, troubled as he pondered.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck a tree beside him.
The heavenly lightning struck the tree and produced fire. Curious about the burning flames, the human reached out to touch them.
"Hiss!"