Madness

Jiang Yao stared in astonishment at the Lingtong Race youth not far away, who was dressed only in tattered animal skins.

"They actually keep Lingtong Race slaves here? They look quite young. Could they be descendants of the Lingtong Race who were captured during the war with the Four Sacred Lands more than five hundred years ago?"

Before he won first place in the Genius Tournament World Zone, hundreds of years of war had turned many captured and plundered Lingtong Race into slaves, many of whom were sold to other star systems.

Since Jiang Yao joined the Virtual Universe Company, many forces that owned Lingtong Race slaves have directly released the constraints of the Biochip and returned the Lingtong Race slaves. However, there are definitely still some who are still out there. As long as these Lingtong Race slaves are not exposed, Jiang Yao and the Lingtong Race have no way to pursue them.

"The Heimeng Race?" The cosmic-level Warden breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Jiang Yao's appearance and aura, but then became wary again. The ability to disable a C5-level Laser Gun was definitely not something a single stellar-level Heimeng Race could accomplish. Could there be other powerful figures nearby?

Jiang Yao ignored the Warden and other warriors, and stepped directly in front of the Lingtong Race youth.

"Are you from the Lingtong Race? What's your name?"

The young man was somewhat taken aback, then nodded and said, "My name is Qianhuo, I am from the Lingtong Race... Be careful!"

The cosmic-level Warden that Jiang Yao had ignored raised its Laser Gun again and aimed it at Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao glanced back, his eyes flashing with a dark golden light.

The dozen or so people, including the cosmic-level Warden, all instantly lost consciousness and floated in the starry sky like a dozen corpses.

Using the "Eye of Zhenhuang" technique to deal with a few stellar-level or cosmic-level warriors is like using a laser cannon to kill a mosquito.

The young man from the Lingtong Race, Qianhuo, stared wide-eyed at this scene in disbelief.

The Heimeng Race before them clearly possessed the aura of a stellar-level being, yet he so effortlessly dispatched a cosmic-level Warden and over a dozen stellar-level warriors. Could this person be a legendary powerhouse surpassing even the cosmic level?

"Senior," Qianhuo hurriedly bowed respectfully, excitedly asking, "Senior, are you here to rescue the Heimeng Race brothers?"

On that slave planet, there were quite a few Heimeng Race. Qianhuo's first thought was that powerful Heimeng Race members would come to rescue his people, just as he had been thinking day and night about escaping, becoming stronger, and then returning to rescue his people.

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Yao's eyes. "That's right, I'm here to rescue my people."

The fact that there were even Lingtong Race slaves here made Jiang Yao even more determined to investigate and get to the bottom of the matter.

A gigantic spaceship suddenly appeared in the sky above a planet whose surface was covered with sharp towers.

An elderly man clad in blood-red armor emerged from the spaceship, his vertically oriented eyes gleaming with a chillingly bloodthirsty light.

Several stellar-level warriors flew out from the mountain peaks of the planet. Upon seeing the Three-Eyed Old Man, they all bowed respectfully and fearfully.

The planet is covered with countless towering towers that reach into the clouds. Inside these towers live countless life forms, ranging from Apprentice Level to Planetary Level beings. The spaces inside the towers are cramped and narrow, and each tower can hold hundreds of millions of life forms. This planet alone is home to hundreds of billions of life forms.

The uninvited guests in space did not disturb these zombie-like beings.

"My Divine General, in the past three hundred years, 110,000 new Planetary Level have been born, but no new stellar-level beings have been born," the leading stellar-level warrior respectfully reported.

"Hmm." The Three-Eyed Old Man nodded and said, "This planet has given birth to quite a few Planetary Level- level beings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the World Force suddenly spread out from his body, covering the entire surface of the planet in the blink of an eye.

Then, countless figures, manipulated by the World Force, flew out from the planet's surface, from underground, and from the tower, converging in front of the old man.

These hundreds of thousands of Planetary Level slaves, controlled and gathered by a powerful force, looked at the old man before them with a mixture of fear and trepidation.

The old man, clad in blood-red armor, remained expressionless. His gaze towards the hundreds of thousands of Planetary Level beings was as indifferent as that of ants. He activated the World Force within a World Ring he carried, and it quickly spread out.

Call!

The hundreds of thousands of Planetary Level slaves in front of them vanished instantly, all being stored in their World Ring.

The old man ignored the star-level warriors who were still respectfully standing around him, returned to his spaceship, and then piloted it toward the next planet.

On each planet, the old man could collect anywhere from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of Planetary Level slaves, and even a few stellar-level slaves.

"Hmm, I didn't expect it to be full so quickly." The Three-Eyed Old Man frowned.

The old man immediately piloted the spaceship through the Dark Universe, and in just a few minutes, he arrived above a giant planet.

On a desolate wasteland on the planet, a colossal portal of light stands.

At the same time, two more spaceships arrived from a distance.

"The Lingtong Race?" The Three-Eyed Old Man's expression changed slightly as he looked at the dozen or so figures disembarking from the two spaceships.

A burly man clad in purple armor and sporting two horns on his head approached the old man, pointed at the numb-faced Qianhuo, and respectfully said, "Divine General, this Lingtong Race slave has somehow broken through to the Stellar level and possesses extremely powerful combat strength. He killed the warrior guarding the planet and attempted to escape in a spaceship. I captured him en route, and also apprehended another Heimeng Race warrior who inadvertently piloted his spaceship into this area."

The young man from the Lingtong Race, Qianhuo, and Jiang Yao were pushed together in front of the old man wearing blood-red armor.

"World Lord Level?" Jiang Yao saw through the Three-Eyed Old Man's realm at a glance. "Moreover, there is a strange power in his consciousness, which seems to be a servant Soul Control."

Qianhuo was extremely uneasy. Even though he knew that the strong Warden and the other dozen or so star-level warriors had been controlled by the Heimeng Race elder, he was still afraid that if the infiltration plan was exposed, they would definitely die without a burial place.

Jiang Yao used the undetectable power of the Xu Yuan Space to probe the Three-Eyed Old Man before shifting his attention to the huge gate of light in the distance.

Divine Kingdom Teleportation Channel!

How could an Immortal God openly place the Divine Kingdom Passage on a planet?

What shocked him even more was that the Yedier "Inheritance Token" in his World Ring, which had remained silent since he acquired it, suddenly emitted a slight fluctuation, as if something on the other side of the Divine Kingdom Passage could resonate with the Inheritance Token.

This has never happened before.

The Yedier's Inheritance Token is called the Star Core, a unique treasure found in the Star Abyss Sea, where the Shixing Race resides.

Anything that can resonate with the Star Core, or even evoke a sense of calling, is either related to Yedier or the Shixing Race.

In either case, it should never be taken lightly.

The Three-Eyed Old Man in blood-red armor glanced at Jiang Yao before fixing his gaze on Qianhuo, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Origin Law? Such a genius has actually emerged from among the Lingtong Race slaves? It seems we must get rid of all the Lingtong Race slaves as soon as possible.

"Didn't I tell you to execute him on the spot?" the Three-Eyed Old Man asked, frowning.

The Lingtong Race slaves were definitely a major threat, but he hadn't taken them seriously until a Lingtong Race slave managed to escape from his slave planet by breaking free of his Biochip. Only then did the Three-Eyed Old Man issue an order for the Warden to kill them all.

The Warden, clad in purple armor and already under Jiang Yao's Soul Control, feigned panic and said, "I thought these Lingtong Race slaves had reached the stellar level, making them far more valuable than Planetary Level, so I captured them again."

The Three-Eyed Old Man snorted coldly, startling the Warden turned pale and shook their heads slightly. These low-ranking warriors, unaware of the situation, still thought that the slaves they, the Black Moon Sacred Land, were raising in this star cluster whose coordinates were concealed, were truly going to be sold.

With a thought, he connected with the World Ring and took Jiang Yao and Qianhuo inside.

Jiang Yao offered no resistance and entered the vast grasslands within the World Ring with Qianhuo.

The fact that there were hundreds of billions of people in the World Ring startled Jiang Yao.

He unleashed the power of the Xu Yuan Space, silently probing the entire World Ring, and actually discovered a group of Lingtong Race slaves.

Jiang Yao immediately led Qianhuo to the area where the Lingtong Race slaves were located.

The vast majority of the World Ring are Planetary Level, with very few stellar level ones, so Jiang Yao and Qianhuo were not someone anyone dared to provoke, only attracting the curious or indifferent gazes of many slaves.

"Younger sister!"

Qianhuo was surprised and squeezed in front of a girl.

"Brother, you've been caught?" The girl's voice was a mixture of surprise and despair.

Qianhuo glanced cautiously at Jiang Yao but didn't reply. He was somewhat intimidated by this unfathomable senior from the Heimeng Race. Instead, he asked, "Why is everyone here?"

Even Lingtong Race who haven't reached the Planetary Level have been captured and brought here.

The girl was heartbroken and also puzzled. "I don't know either. That three-eyed powerhouse captured everyone in our Lingtong Race, regardless of gender or age, even the Apprentice Level."

Jiang Yao looked at the millions of Lingtong Race slaves, his expression growing even colder.

On the way here, through his conversation with Qianhuo, he learned that Qianhuo and his group were indeed Lingtong Race who were captured during the war with the Four Sacred Lands more than 500 years ago. They were implanted with Biochip and sold to the Black Moon Sacred Land.

Subsequently, the Black Moon Sacred Land settled them on a slave planet and forced them to reproduce. Qianhuo was the offspring of the first generation of the Lingtong Race.

Over the centuries, the population has grown to several million.

However, it is still insignificant among hundreds of billions of slaves. Among these hundreds of billions of Planetary Level slaves, almost every common race is represented, and the distribution of the eight attributes is also very balanced.

Before Jiang Yao could continue his serious study, a tremendous force surged from all around, and then hundreds of billions of Planetary Level human World Force were manipulated and transferred outside, all landing on the desolate land.

"God Kingdom?" Jiang Yao looked around in surprise. The Three-Eyed Old Man had actually brought hundreds of billions of Planetary Level humans into a God Kingdom.

A sudden, overwhelming stench of blood filled him with horror and shock.

Ahead lay a vast lake, its dark, blackish-red liquid churning up waves.

Many human limbs were found floating in the lake, rapidly dissolving into blood.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the lake and then spun rapidly. The entire lake's dark red liquid spun and compressed quickly, condensing in the blink of an eye into a Black Sphere about three meters in diameter.

However, the Black Sphere exuded a strong aura of bloodshed and slaughter, impacting hundreds of billions of Planetary Level humans from afar, causing everyone to be horrified and in uproar.

"What's this?"

"Weren't you saying you were going to take us to the slave market?"

"This--"

Qianhuo shielded her younger sister, staring in horror at the scene before them.

Two realm lords stood suspended in mid-air on the lake. They happily went to greet the Three-Eyed Old Man as he entered.

"Such a rich sense of life."

"Haha, we just finished making one Blood Source Liquid, and another batch has arrived."

Jiang Yao stared in horror at the black and red sphere, which contained an unbelievably dense aura of bloodshed and slaughter. It might contain the bodies and souls of hundreds of billions of Planetary Level humans, and its killing intent was not much different from that of the "Killing Absolute Prison" of the Prison Race.

"Could this be the hidden secret of the Black Moon Sacred Land?"

"Frenzied!"

"They call this black sphere Blood Source Liquid? But what use could this concentrated product of hundreds of billions of Planetary Level human bodies and souls possibly have?" Jiang Yao had learned about countless secret manuals through the Virtual Universe Company, but he had never heard of any use for a large amount of concentrated essence from low-level humans.

"The Blood Pool of the Prison Race?" Jiang Yao immediately thought of something similar.

The Blood Pool of the Prison Race can enhance the bodies of the flesh-and-blood Prison Race, allowing them to evolve. The source of that Darkness Force is the transformation of the lives of countless powerful Alien Races. The Blood Pool of the Prison Race contains the lives of countless powerful Crystal Race members, while the Blood Pool of the Luoxiao Race's Altar Blood Pool contains mostly Monster Race.