"Where am I? The stars' trajectories weren't wrong." Looking at the churning sea of blood-if it really was a sea of blood-Zheng Fan could not help wondering whether he had remembered something incorrectly.
A large force of soldiers carrying weapons had surrounded the sea of blood, which was slowly expanding. Zheng Fan glanced over it and discovered that it could not grow at will: it could not devour the vital energy of living beings. Instead, all sorts of weapons sprouted from it, killing every living thing outside before the sea of blood swallowed up that area. These soldiers were fighting the monsters that surged out of it.
"The Demon-Human Race." Disgust crossed Zheng Fan's face. But even if they belonged to the Demon-Human Race, he could not simply stand by.
The Human Race naturally had many branches. Broadly speaking, they fell into three main categories: pure blood, variant blood, and demon blood. Zheng Fan, for example, was a pure-blood human. Variant-blood humans were those whose human bloodlines had mutated. Most had lived in extreme environments for generations, causing their bloodlines to change. There were also powerful cultivators who had failed to return to a mortal state before having children, leaving their descendants' bloodlines imbued with their ancestors' laws. All of these could be called variant blood. In most cases, variant blood symbolized great merit within the Human Race. Compared with pure blood, however, it offered an advantage in the early stages of cultivation but made breakthroughs difficult later on.
Demonblood Man should never have existed in the beginning. In those earliest days, they would invariably have been eliminated. Later, however, the Human Race and the Dragon Race intermarried, giving rise to Fuxi. Though Fuxi was a dragon-human, his existence made it impossible for the Human Race to uphold its principle