Evil Spirit Race's Predicament

Three years later, within the Extraterrestrial Evil race, the Evil Spirit Race, in Wuyun City.

As one of the few cities under the jurisdiction of the Evil Spirit Race that is directly ruled by Evil Spirit Race, Wuyun City is an absolutely important city within the Evil Spirit Race. The city lord, King Wuyun, is a member of the Evil Spirit Royal Family, the younger brother of the Evil Spirit Patriarch, and a powerful expert at the peak of the Profound Demon Emperor level.

In the heart of Wuyun City, a cluster of buildings, surrounded by numerous structures, stands quietly and solemnly, like a reclining giant or a lurking tiger, exuding an aura of overwhelming power.

Outside the main hall in the center, a giant cauldron, weathered by time, sits quietly in the square in front of the hall. The wind blows through the cauldron and through the hall, and occasionally the sound of a copper kettle dripping comes from a corner, hitting the white jade bricks, and the sound of shattering echoes in the deep hall.

Within the imposing and powerful architectural complex, a secluded grotto exudes an atmosphere entirely different from the rest of the palace. Morning dew clung to the tips of leaves, seemingly about to fall. Clusters of rare and exotic flowers and herbs, precious even among the Extraterrestrial Evil race and the Great Thousand World, bloomed and thrived in this small garden. Combined with artificial hills, flowing water, and covered bridges, this place successfully created a tranquil haven.

If Xiao Han were here, he would be astonished to find that, unlike the ordinary Evil Clan realms, the space where this garden is located has no Evil Qi at all. Instead, it is filled with Spiritual Power that is irreconcilable with Evil Qi.

Deep within the garden, a pavilion stood quietly. Two figures sat facing each other, a game nearing its end before them. However, their expressions and conversation revealed that neither of them was truly focused on the game. "Time's almost up, isn't it?" one of the figures, dressed in a crimson python robe, suddenly spoke, his tone carrying an unreadable meaning.

"The Evil Spirit Secret Realm has reopened, and a new generation of geniuses is about to step into the ancestral land. Does Your Majesty truly intend to while away the time in my humble garden?"

If anyone else were here, they would probably be stunned by the words of the figure in the crimson python robe. This person was none other than the true ruler of Wuyun City – King Wuyun.

The only person who could command King Wuyun to address himself as his younger brother was the Evil Spirit Emperor, Jiang Ya, the Evil Spirit Patriarch.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ya couldn't help but smile helplessly. "Heh! The Evil Spirit Secret Realm? Although it's for selecting geniuses of my Evil Spirit Race, what does it have to do with me, this so-called emperor?"

With his palm open, two distinct forces, one black and one white, emerged – Evil Qi and Spiritual Power. The moment they appeared, it was as if a prohibition had been placed on the garden; the flowers, birds, insects, and fish all fell silent, and even the plants quietly held their breath.

As a member of the Evil Spirit Race, Jiang Ya's strength is self-evident.

However, despite his formidable strength, which placed him among the top ranks of all the Extraterrestrial Evil race, Jiang Ya felt no joy or pride, only endless sorrow. "Look at our power," he thought, "Does any of it truly belong to us?"

"Whether it's the clan leader or the emperor, in the eyes of those people, they're nothing more than larger slaves and livestock. They're only alive because we're still somewhat useful."

Hearing Jiang Ya's somewhat self-deprecating words, King Wuyun did not offer any advice, but remained silent. This was an obvious fact, especially for those of them who had long since given up on their future; reality had already numbed them.

The Evil Spirit Race, with dozens of Demon Emperor-level powerhouses and the strongest even reaching the Heavenly Demon Emperor level, is no less formidable than the slightly weaker Thirty-Two Great Races among the myriad races of the Extraterrestrial Evil race.

In addition, the Evil Spirit Race's physique, which cultivates both Spiritual Power and Evil Qi, should have made them highly valued among the Extraterrestrial Evil race where strength is paramount. In reality, their status is even lower than that of those minor races that don't even have Demon Emperor.

All of this stems from the fact that the Great Thousand and the Evil Clan Evil Spirit Race of mixed blood.

"Brother, is it really impossible for us to make even the slightest change?" King Wuyun asked somewhat unwillingly.

The more he felt his own strength, the more resentful he became about the fate of the Evil Spirit Race. In his grief and indignation, King Wuyun blurted out his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ya's expression suddenly turned serious, and he said in a slightly stern tone, "Don't say such things again."

"Otherwise----"

Jiang Ya pointed to his brow and said no more.

While King Wuyun was talking with Jiang Ya, Wuyun City also welcomed two rather unusual guests.

"Teacher, when will my brother come out of here?"

"It'll probably only be five or six days before the gate to the Evil Spirit Secret Realm opens. Don't worry, as soon as your brother comes out, the teacher will definitely know immediately."

The two people speaking were none other than Xiao Han and Jiang Lingyu, who had been wandering around the territory of the Extraterrestrial Evil race for three years.

Three years later, the little girl who only reached Xiao Han's waist back then has grown quite a bit taller. Compared to her sickly appearance when they first met, after three years of recuperation and cultivation, she is now no different from an ordinary child.

During these three years, Xiao Han not only completely cured the residual injuries from his severe trauma years ago, but also gained a profound understanding of the world of the Extraterrestrial Evil race and his own situation.

The Evil Spirit Race was completely surrounded by the six major clans of the Extraterrestrial Evil race: the Blade Demon, Blood Demon, Barbarian Demon Charm Demon, Illusion Demon, Illusion Demon, and Shadow Demon. All six clans were among the top-ranked Extraterrestrial Evil race. Furthermore, several Profound Demon Emperors and a large number of elite Evil Clan were stationed at the border with the Evil Spirit Race year-round.

In the past, he would have had absolutely no chance of escaping from the encirclement.

But things are different now. As long as the news of his presence among the Evil Clan doesn't leak out, he, having cultivated the Great Concealment Divine Art to the level of Concealment, can completely pass through the Evil Clan's territory silently and return safely to the Great Thousand World.

However, Xiao Han temporarily put aside such thoughts when he witnessed the sight of the Evil Spirit Race.

During his travels, he witnessed too many Extraterrestrial Evil race looking down on the Evil Spirit Race, wielding the power of life and death over them. Even a mere Demon General Evil Clan could order around Demon King Evil Clan, who, though humiliated, had no choice but to comply.

If even a powerful being like the Demon King is like this, then the lower-level Evil Spirit Race are no different from Jiang Lingxian back then. They might be slaughtered by the Extraterrestrial Evil race at any time they go out, simply because their lowly race has offended the eyes of the Evil Clan lords.

After Xiao Han relayed the news of the Evil Spirit Race's treatment—which was barely better than that of livestock—back to the Great Thousand Palace, the experienced elders were completely bewildered. They couldn't believe that a race whose strength was comparable to the five Ancient Races of the Great Thousand World could be in such a miserable state!

Just then, one of the Elder had a sudden inspiration.

Hey! I have a great idea!

Why not try to win them over?

Then----

Xiao Han appeared here.

"Alas, the task ahead is arduous and the road is long!" Xiao sighed helplessly.

Xiao Han and the elders of the Great Thousand World had no objection to turning the Evil Spirit Race against their cause. The first feeling of the high-ranking members of the Great Thousand Palace towards this calamity-ridden race born from conspiracy was guilt.

If we hadn't been so incompetent back then, how could this whole thing with the Evil Spirit Race have happened!

As for the so-called Evil Clan bloodline?

Isn't there still the bloodline of the Great Thousand Worlds?

Moreover, according to Xiao Han, aside from their ability to cultivate Evil Qi, the Evil Spirit Race Clan is otherwise virtually indistinguishable from other living beings in the Great Thousand Worlds. As for their extra eye—

There are many strange and wonderful races in this Great Thousand World. Once you come to this world and specialize in cultivating Spiritual Power, you become a member of this world.

Most importantly, although the Evil Spirit Race was created by the Extraterrestrial Evil race with the intention of causing destruction, it has not been stained with the blood of any living being in the world to this day, so the Great Thousand World does not have much psychological burden in accepting it.

There's no problem with the Great Thousand Realms; the key issue lies with the Evil Spirit Race.

Given the difficult-to-break status and treatment of the Evil Spirit Race, it's unlikely that the other party has no ulterior motives. After all, the other party hasn't been imprinted with a mental seal, and their way of thinking, whether in the Great Thousand World or among the Extraterrestrial Evil race, is far too tragic.

However, it was clear that the Extraterrestrial Evil race did not treat the Evil Spirit Race as air. The six major races surrounded the Evil Spirit Race like prison guards, so even if the latter had some ideas, they could only remain thoughts.

To successfully win them over, we must first eliminate the Evil Spirit Race's threats from the rear. As for how to do that...

To be determined.

The jumble of thoughts in his mind gave Xiao Han a headache. "I can only take it one step at a time."

"Let's go find that kid."

Xiao Han held the little girl's hand and walked forward at a leisurely pace.