"Hey, have you heard? Ye Lin, one of our Human Territory's heritage-level prodigies, is on his way here."
"So what if he is? We were abandoned by the Human Territory long ago. It pisses me off—why the hell did we ascend only to end up in Demon Race territory?"
Amid the densely packed mining realms, during a break, a large group of gaunt, skin-and-bones humans gathered together to discuss matters.
"Who knows? But this news is real. Ye Lin, one of our Human Territory's heritage-level prodigies, is heading toward Demon Race territory."
Among them, a refined-looking young man spoke in a low voice.
Though his body was covered in wounds and he was thin as a rake, it could not diminish his otherworldly bearing.
"So what if he comes? It's not like heritage-level prodigies from the Human Territory have never come before. But what happened? They didn't even spare us a glance, much less help us."
"What does their coming have to do with us?"
Someone could not help but complain.
These miners had long since been abandoned by the Human Territory. Did they still expect the Human Territory to come save them?
That was completely impossible.
They had already accepted reality.
In Human Territory, the Demon Race was food.
But in Demon Race territory, they were born to mine.
Their strength was too weak. That was reality.
"Tch, if that were all, would I even bother telling you? This Ye Lin was personally promoted by the Third Ancestor. He is the eleventh heritage-level prodigy of our Human Territory."
"Do you know what major feats he has accomplished? He forcefully slew the Asura Clan's ten heritage-level prodigies, then slew ten heritage-level prodigies of the Witch Clan."
"And now, he is charging toward Demon Race territory. As for his purpose, I