When disaster struck, each flew their own way

Inside the Secret Realm, the cultivators on duty from the Zhou Family and Ning Family warmly welcomed Zhou Yulong and Ning Tongtong, while those from the other three Great Families looked on coldly.

The golden gateway stood tall as people continuously emerged from within.

How could these Human Race members from the Strongholds, arriving in the Secret Realm for the first time, ever have experienced such rich Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy or breathed such clear air? For a moment, they felt as though they had entered another world.

Though every face was filled with excitement and shock, they suppressed the agitation in their hearts, not daring to speak loudly or stir up a commotion.

Secret Realm cultivators responsible for receiving them led them aside one by one.

For these Human Race members from the Strongholds who had been brought here, the first place they had to go upon arriving in the Secret Realm was the Ministry of Education. Whether they possessed cultivation or not, they had to remain there for three years or even longer. The Ministry of Education would teach them the many rules for surviving in the Secret Realm while instilling in them the belief that the Five Great Families stood above all else.

Only after passing certain tests at the Ministry of Education could they leave that place—either chosen by families large and small to become household servants, or assigned to various places for hard labor.

Over the course of countless years, the Human Race seemed to have been divided into two parts.

The Human Race of the Secret Realm, and the Human Race of the Strongholds.

In the eyes of the former, the latter were mostly beasts who still ate raw flesh and drank blood.

And in such an environment, even if the Human Race