Mercury.
The villagers in the tribe dressed simply, but there was a hint of joy amid their misery.
In the village chief's home, an old man was speaking warmly with a young man.
"Tianming, this time, those demon gods have chosen to postpone the levy. Still, you need to prepare thoroughly. At your age, you've already cultivated to the Planetary Level Peak on your own. If you set foot in the legendary universe, you'll have a much broader future."
"Unfortunately, the demon gods have cut off all of Mercury's contact with the outside."
"That's all right. Work hard at your cultivation. Becoming a Star Level, a Universe Level, or even a legendary Domain Lord in the future-that is where our people's true hope lies. As for leaving, once you're strong enough, there will always be a way. Failing that, seizing a spaceship in space and leaving is also an option."
"I'll work hard." The young Tianming's gaze was resolute.
The village chief looked encouraging, but deep down, he held little hope.
Hope was slim, but they still had to try to save themselves.
In fact, their planet had not originally been a slave planet. But its Planet Lord had been a traitor who sold his own homeworld.
Although many circumstances had left him little choice, he had indeed done it.
Of course, many of their people had also been relocated by the Planet Lord back then. Those of them who had been less closely connected to him had been sold to the slave organization along with the planet as "free extras."
Each land nurtured its own people. A planet's environment was always best suited to its native life.
And the best environment for native life was its own homeworld.
On the mountain peak, Dongguan's Vertical Eye Between the Brows trembled