Severing the Human Race's Martial Path? Impossible!

The Evil Spirit Race protector's voice was cold and merciless!

Like a great bell tolling, it spread throughout the entire Apocalypse Universe!

Countless living beings trembled upon hearing it!

Yet there were also beings who feared nothing and dared to resist!

For instance, in the Soaring Star River, a powerful prodigy burst out from the starry sky and declared:

"I, Wang Lin, refuse to accept this! Give me another hundred years, and I will surely crush your Evil Spirit Race!"

Wang Lin!

A prodigy from one of the Soaring Star River's six great clans!

The moment those words were spoken, countless prodigies were set ablaze with passion!

Born in the wrong era, every one of them shot into the heavens!

It was faintly visible that each of them had already reached the Immortal Level!

Compared to the previous era, the prodigies of this generation were stronger and fiercer!

"I, Chu Huaicai, fear nothing! At worst, I will begin another life! What are you lot but worthless rabble!"

"I, Ye Tian, will fight here! I am willing to protect the Human Race!"

"I, Li Mu, am willing to fight to the death and display the divine might of the Human Race!"

"And me, Xiang Long!"

The prodigies all stepped forward!

Like suns, their voices rang throughout the universe!

As the universe's favored children!

Their stance undoubtedly represented the righteousness of the age!

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the nine Evil Spirit Race protectors, they were nothing but worthless rabble!

Having swept across the Soaring Star River with an army of a million, they had never once deigned to look upon them.

One of the Evil Spirit Race protectors even spat and said:

"Pah! A bunch of trash! Even your ancestors were no match for us. What do you lot amount to?