Ye Lin's goal was clear—the towering pagoda ahead.
At the same time, he sensed a faint yet formidable aura at the very top of that pagoda.
There was an eighty- or ninety-percent chance that aura belonged to the demon expert at the eighth level of Golden Immortal.
Under the strange gazes of countless demons and monsters along the way, Ye Lin walked straight into the pagoda.
The moment he entered, a woman with a graceful figure, draped head to toe in a thin veil, approached him.
In the ancient era, the Human Emperor had unified the entire Star River Cosmos, beating the myriad races until they wailed in misery. In the end, after prolonged violent suppression, even the thoughts ingrained in the bones of the myriad races had changed considerably.
During that era, those who dared to walk openly outside were basically all members of the Human Race. Eventually, the myriad races also took on human forms when traveling in the outside world.
In countless grand occasions, only humanoid beings were qualified to participate.
Over time, this way of thinking was branded into the minds of the myriad races. When countless races transformed, their first form was human.
At all kinds of grand events, all living things would likewise take human form to attend.
This tradition had continued from the ancient era to the present day.
The myriad races had already tacitly accepted human form as the primary form for going out and interacting with others.
Such unity was still thanks to the Human Emperor.
After all, throughout the history of the entire Star River Cosmos, there had only been the Human Emperor of the Human Race—such a ruthless figure, who had beaten the myriad races so thoroughly that none of them dared raise their heads.
He had forced the