Ye Changge's words exploded like thunder in the universe, instantly making all the powerful figures of the Myriad Races present feel a chill run down their spines, from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
They stared at the figure in blue robes standing atop the starship, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
Who could have imagined that this Human Race, whom they regarded as lambs to the slaughter, would dare to utter such outrageous words?
For billions of years, Myriad Races have ruled the universe. In their eyes, Human Race has always been lowly prey, food to be slaughtered at will. When have they ever been provoked like this?
" Human Race, don't be so arrogant!" A cold shout broke the silence. The speaker was a disciple of an alien race clad in scale armor, surrounded by a faint aura of blood, clearly indicating that his hands were stained with the blood of countless Human Race. "Our Myriad Races have a vast population, spread across three thousand star systems. Even if you kill us all today, Myriad Races geniuses from all races will achieve great things in the future, and then we will surely bring utter destruction to your Human Race!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other Myriad Races echoed his sentiments, their initial shock gradually replaced by overwhelming rage.
When have they ever been so looked down upon? Their pride as a superior race makes them intolerant of the arrogance of a Human Race cultivator.
"Hmph, all of you Myriad Races are nothing but trash in front of Young Master!" Before Ye Changge could speak, a young Human Race cultivator roared first. His clothes were still stained with the blood of the battle, and his eyes burned with the Flame of revenge.
"That's right! In the past, you treated our Human Race as straw dogs, killing and cooking them at will. Now it's your turn to taste the bitterness of being crushed!" Another Human Race elder's voice boomed like a bell. His severed arm was still throbbing with pain. It had been cut off by cultivators of Myriad Races a hundred years ago. Now that his enemy was right in front of him, his hatred was almost bursting out of his chest.
" Human Race is no longer the Human Race as it once was!" Countless Human Race disciples shouted in unison, their voices shaking the surrounding stars. "You treated our people like livestock, turning our planet into scorched earth. Now, you must pay for your blood debt! Your Myriad Races deserves to be exterminated!"
"Our Human Race shall rise to power and become Invincible under All Under Heaven!"
Shouts rose and fell, converging into a mighty torrent that surged through the starry sky.
Almost every Human Race cultivator present had experienced the cruelty of having their relatives or friends persecuted by Myriad Races.
In the endless past, Human Race has struggled to survive in the universe. The people they have encountered have either become slaves to Myriad Races or been used as experimental subjects, and even their complete corpses are hard to find.
Those half-human, half-beast hybrids, those clansmen with missing limbs, are all marks left by the atrocities committed by Myriad Races.
Now that a strong leader has finally emerged to guide them to stand tall, all the pent-up resentment and hatred in everyone's hearts erupted completely at this moment.
The cultivators of Myriad Races felt a strange sense of fear rising in their hearts as they looked at the seemingly crazed Human Race.
They had never seen such a united and ferocious Human Race before, as if they were not prey, but a pack of hungry wolves about to devour everything.
Just as the clamor subsided, a haughty laugh suddenly echoed from the void, filled with endless mockery. "Hahaha, you mere Human Race dare to speak of annihilating my Myriad Races?"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Changge frowned slightly and snorted coldly towards the empty space to his left.
In an instant, an extremely terrifying soul force surged out from his body, crashing towards that direction like a raging river.
This soul power was so strong that it caused ripples in the surrounding space, with countless tiny spatial cracks spreading out like a spider web.
" Ye Changge, is that all you've got?" A cold voice pierced through the soul power barrier, carrying disdain and provocation.
As the sound faded, a pitch-black Black Hole slowly unfolded in the void, and a young figure dressed in a snow-white robe stepped out from it.
He had a handsome face, but an innate arrogance. A faint Chaos Qi surrounded him, and his gaze swept indifferently over the crowd, as if he were looking at a group of ants.
"Arrogant." Ye Changge's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it towards the sky.
Rumble!
The entire starry sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, with endless Power of the Stars converging, instantly twisting and deforming the heavens into a terrifying palm that blotted out the sun.
This hand was formed from the Origin stars, with clearly visible lines. Each finger was like a giant star, radiating a Heavenly Destruction pressure.
As the palm slowly descended, the space collapsed inch by inch in its path, and countless shimmering energy currents were forcibly crushed.
The army of Myriad Races stared at the colossal hand that could annihilate everything, their faces drained of Blood Color. Their previous anger and arrogance had vanished, leaving only deep despair.
The White Robe youth's pupils constricted sharply, clearly not expecting Ye Changge's strength to be so terrifying.