Farewell, Dark Abyss

"We've only just revived, and unlike them, we haven't lived through three eras... It's only natural that the Sovereigns below still have their minds stuck before the Great Destruction. New rules have to be established slowly."

A Bone Race Supreme emerged from the darkness.

Two wisps of pitch-black soul fire danced within his hollow eye sockets, radiating an aura of destruction.

"The few people sent out at random are all such trash. What about the rest? Are they all so mindful of the greater good? Surely all the black sheep can't have gathered in one place?"

"If they fight among themselves, kill them. If they fail at their tasks, kill them. If they harbor thoughts they shouldn't have, kill them... Rules will always be established. I'll say it again: don't rush. We still have plenty of time."

Mo Han shook his head, no longer arguing with him. "What are you here for?"

The Bone Race Supreme laughed hoarsely. "I've come to ask you for a batch of living beings... for artifact refining."

Mo Han raised a hand and pressed it toward the void. The Time Law answered his summons, twisting and coiling into a Vortex passage.

Countless living beings were poured out from within.

Humans, Demon Race members, Devil Race members, Star Spirits...

All were brimming with vitality, their expressions dazed, as though they had no idea what had happened.

But no one present would explain anything to them. The Bone Race Supreme put away billions upon billions of living beings and praised, "Thanks to you, we don't lack such materials. I heard that in this era, there's a human Supreme named... Chen? He also possesses authority over time. I wonder how much of your bearing he has."

The praise was entirely sincere. Under Mo Han's time acceleration, the living