The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse mumbled evasively, "The elves and demons knew what was good for them; they chose to submit. All the others chose self-destruction. Take Dragon Cliff, for example—his original mother body was..."
A violent bolt of violet-gold Thunder came crashing down from the storm clouds atop Dragon Cliff, smashing heavily into the Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse. The raging, terrifying current made Lin Qi's body convulse violently. He could only sigh helplessly and breathe out a stream of black smoke.
"Continue, continue!" Lin Qi waved weakly at the Heaven-Devouring Serpent. "Turn all these people into my own people."
After letting out a long sigh, Lin Qi curiously asked the Osmanthus Tree and the others, "Isn't this too cruel?"
After a long silence—by which time nearly a hundred Ancient Clan members had become Lin Qi's own people and begun strengthening and evolving with the aid of the Tranquil Jade Toad's blood—Heaven Mountain finally asked in puzzlement, "But respected Lord Lin Qi, isn't this what humans have always done? For resources, they enslave or slaughter other races. On the Black Spirit Continent, isn't that exactly what humans do?"
Lin Qi stood there with his mouth open, utterly speechless.
Yes. Those ancestors of humanity—the human forebears who, according to the Osmanthus Tree and the others, had created the unbelievable artifact known as the Origin Realm—had done this. But weren't their descendants, humanity today, doing the very same thing?
For resources, for a better living environment, they plundered everything that could be plundered to their hearts' content.
The other races of the Odin Continent might often wage war against the Western Continent, but didn't slave-hunting parties from the Western Continent also madly raid beautiful beastwomen and dwarf master craftsmen, while turning Titan strongmen into slaves and sending them into the