After dealing with those two roadblocks, Ye Xiu did not encounter any worthy opponents again.
He followed the surging flow of the Blood Demon Race toward the distance, traveling all the way until he finally arrived before that enormous pit.
Just how large was the Scorching Sun in the heavens?
In truth, no one knew.
According to the understanding of Blue Star in the past, if the Scorching Sun truly fell, then everything should have melted completely into ashes.
After all, the Scorching Sun itself was countless times larger than the watery sphere they lived upon.
And when he arrived before the enormous pit, where Blood Demons flowed endlessly forward only to rapidly turn into bloody filth, evaporating into gas and vanishing without a trace, Ye Xiu could only remark that those above the Blood Demon Race truly did not treat their own kind as people.
After all, using Blood Demon blood to forcibly taint the laws of the Scorching Sun—the vast disparity between the two meant this was destined to be a Jingwei-fills-the-sea process.
"Are you here to join my race as well?"
Ye Xiu landed before the boiling lake of bloody filth and saw humanoid figures condense from the surrounding blood sea.
It was a stern-looking middle-aged man, tall and solidly built, his expression resolute. Judging from his features alone, he bore some resemblance to Sikong Xue.
"Did you intercept this body from someone else too?"
Ye Xiu's expression remained calm, his tone gentle, as though he were greeting an old acquaintance.
"Human bodies are quite suitable for use. This man was also a human who left a deep impression on my race."
The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly. "In that era after the decline, he found a way to quell the conflicts between them, then gathered