Qin Luo withdrew his consciousness from the Thunder Forbidden Governor's final words.
What had happened in the Exiled Land passed before his eyes like a galloping horse glimpsed through a lantern. The Evil Race had indeed been powerful, but not powerful enough to pose a devastating threat to the Thunder Forbidden Governor's Office.
Yet in the end, the other races led by the Evil Race became the final straw that broke the Thunder Forbidden Governor's Office.
By then, the Thunder Forbidden Governor had already suffered grave injuries. Less than one-tenth of his strength remained, and he no longer had the energy to govern the races of the Exiled Land.
They kept provoking the Thunder Forbidden Governor's Office, until they finally realized that the office could be challenged.
Then came a grand and tumultuous war of rebellion. In the end, the Thunder Forbidden Governor's Office fell, and the Thunder Forbidden Governor himself moved into the tomb he had excavated while still alive.
The only tomb keeper was a great general under his command, who had volunteered to guard the tomb here.
In the end, through the erosion of endless years, the tomb keeper became a corpse keeper. Yet he had never forgotten his duty: guarding the tomb, guarding his Governor, ensuring that no one else disturbed him.
Qin Luo did not even need to think to imagine what happened afterward.
The Evil Race and the other races became the rulers of the Exiled Land. They each developed their own races, but the position of leader had always belonged to the Evil Race.
As for the Blood Sea, they knew nothing of it and had never explored it.
Perhaps the Blood Clan had discovered the Blood Sea by chance as well.
After the corrosion of countless years, the formations within the Blood