At this moment, the Human Race's powerhouses reclaimed all the oppression they had once endured, all the debts of humiliation they had once suffered.
However the Rakshasa Clan had treated them in the past, they would now demand repayment tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.
During this time, quite a few Human Race powerhouses also died in battle, but Ye Lin paid them no mind.
After all, he was not their nanny.
If they died in battle, it could only mean their skills were lacking.
The entire slaughter lasted a full three days and three nights.
Throughout it, countless Human Race powerhouses were exhausted to the brink.
They stood amid the ruins. Some wept loudly, while others threw back their heads and laughed.
It was as though the shackles upon them had completely vanished at this moment.
Now, they could laugh to their hearts' content.
At this moment, they had truly begun to rise.
The Human Race had truly begun to rise at this moment.
Not just the Human Race—the weak races throughout the Cloud Sea Star Region that had once been oppressed by the Rakshasa Clan also raised their butcher's blades and began taking revenge, launching a massacre against the Rakshasa Clan members who had once bullied them.
Not a single one was spared.
With the overall situation no longer under control, Rakshasa Clan powerhouses continuously fled the Cloud Sea Star Region.
It was obvious that the Cloud Sea Star Region could no longer be held. If they stayed, there was only one road ahead: death.
Rather than that, they might as well run as fast as they could.
At least if they ran, they would still have a sliver of hope.
If they did not, those furious races would tear them all to pieces.
"Damn, little brother, you're impressive.