Within the Central Domain, the great battle continued, and it had already reached a fever pitch.
Everyone was fighting to kill. Every move was a killing move, without the slightest restraint. This was a war between races—show mercy to you? Only if I had rocks in my head.
Gradually, the Human Race actually gained the upper hand. Of course, that was also thanks to the help of other races.
Within the Star River Cosmos, there were countless weak races. These races had been freely oppressed by the powerful races, and only the Human Race could offer them protection.
They were also old friends of the Human Race.
The reason the Human Emperor had fallen out with these races in ancient times was that he had been far too overbearing.
He led the Human Race in an attempt to unify the entire Star River Cosmos and forge a true age of prosperity.
But how could those lofty great powers of the races possibly accept such an idea? Thus, the war erupted. Countless experts fell, and the races that usually stood high above the clouds were dragged down from their pedestals.
From then on, they and the Human Race bore a true racial hatred—a deep and bitter blood feud.
After the Human Emperor departed, they joined forces to suppress the Human Race.
Yet throughout this time, those weak races held no grudge whatsoever against the Human Race.
After all, they had been weak from the start, suffering the oppression of other races every day. When the Human Emperor emerged, he did not do much to them either. As long as they submitted, whatever they had done before, they could continue doing now.
Moreover, they would no longer suffer any oppression.
How could they possibly let such a good thing slip by? One