Thus, the old saying "when immortals fight, mortals suffer" had become reality in this battle.
Yi Zheng clenched his fists tight. He understood nothing of some war for the world or the Boundless Human Race. He only knew that bloody chapter of history: those demons had stormed into the Mortal Realm, turning their homeland into a living hell, killing hundreds of millions of lives.
If he did not avenge this hatred, how could he call himself a son?!
The rebukes had turned his face livid, yet he forcibly suppressed his emotions. "Greetings, senior members of the Human Race."
"Mo."
A Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Venerable Realm cultivator of the Mo Clan nodded calmly. With that single word, he denied Yi Zheng's identity as a member of the Boundless Human Race, though not his identity as a human. "Young friend, once you arrive at the Mo Clan, you will naturally learn the truth of the Mortal Realm."
In the distant sky.
A deep wariness flashed through Qu Yao's eyes. "...The Mo Clan."
"Demon King, the Mo Clan of the Mengmu Great Sea Region is Human Race as well!"
"Insolence."
Qu Yao turned his head and rebuked him, his expression becoming exceptionally grave. "Look at Profound Subtle Heaven. Look at Supreme Unity Immortal Domain. Which great power is preparing to attack this cultivation lineage?!"
"Demon King, could it be?!"
"That is right. It is connected to that great figure as well. This cultivation lineage has nothing to do with the Boundless Human Race. Do not make any reckless moves. That would be courting death."
Qu Yao clearly possessed a respectable lineage foundation. As a native power of Profound Subtle Heaven, he knew certain ancient secrets.
At these words, experts of several nearby races narrowed their eyes and nodded without a word. They understood.