"Brothers, kill! Follow me—kill them all! Slaughter every last one of these beasts!"
"Follow me! Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Either way, it's a dead end. Kill one and you break even; kill two and you profit!"
"Hahaha! This is satisfying! We should've done this long ago!"
A thousand years later, the entire Cloud Sea Star Region had fallen completely into chaos. Countless members of the Human Race appeared throughout the Starry Sky, raising their butcher's blades and beginning their slaughter.
Across the Cloud Sea Star Region, wherever the Rakshasa Clan held important strongholds, they fell one after another in an instant.
In the end, the Rakshasa Clan's experts simply weren't enough. They could not dispatch manpower fast enough.
That accident a thousand years ago had caused the Rakshasa Clan to lose seventy percent of its peak experts.
Even now, though the Rakshasa Clan wanted to suppress them, they were gradually becoming powerless to do so.
They could only watch helplessly as these Human Race cultivators rampaged everywhere like bandits, killing and plundering wherever they went.
They saw it all, yet lacked the strength to stop it. They were completely powerless to intervene.
"Hah. A thousand years—for me, it was no more than the flick of a finger."
Ye Lin, seated cross-legged in the Starry Sky, slowly opened his eyes.
With no more than the time it took to close and open his eyes, a thousand years had passed. It was far too fast.
Even now, he still had not grown used to it.
Ye Lin slowly rose to his feet. Dense tribulation aura drifted throughout the Starry Sky.
"This is... the great era?"
"The great era descends, and the myriad races vie for supremacy. The Human Race rises abruptly, slaughtering until the myriad races tremble in fear. In the end, the Human