Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

In the Primal Chaos Sea, belonging to the Rakshasa race, lies the Rakshasa Archipelago.

Though called an archipelago, each island is actually a continent.

These islands are territories that the Rakshasa race conquered and plundered during their past campaigns.

Whenever they conquered a race, they would use immense magical power to move its continent near their own territory.

At this moment, on a small continent in one of the corners.

Countless humans are scattered everywhere, some planting spirit herbs, some mining spirit ores, each busy with their own tasks.

Grand Tutor Zhang of Great Wei sat in a simple room, rubbing his forehead after putting down the bamboo scroll in his hand.

At this moment, Yun Junyou, the Emperor of Great Wei, pushed the door open and walked in.

This naturally noble person was now full of fatigue, his face covered in dust, and his spirit listless.

"The spirit ore production for this month should be enough to hand over as required."

He placed a bamboo scroll on the desk, looking at Zhang Xiang's bloodshot eyes and the mountain of scrolls piled on the table.

Zhang Xiang nodded wearily, "That's good. We can't give them any more excuses. Fengxian's sacrifice must not be wasted."

"But if this continues, when will it end?"

Yun Junyou's emotions were a little agitated, but his voice was low, pointing to the scrolls in front of Zhang Xiang, "You haven't rested for days, have you? So much information, just you alone... Alas!"

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly seemed to lose all his strength and sighed dejectedly.

Zhang Xiang smiled wryly, "Don't mention me, Your Majesty. You, as the Emperor of Great Wei, used to live a life of luxury, but now you've become a mine worker. Haven't you been resting well for a long time either?"

"That's different!" Yun Junyou shook his head. "I am at least a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, so I can endure more than you."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiang raised his head in surprise, "You broke through?"

Yun Junyou nodded, "Yes! Although this place is not the very center of the Primal Chaos Sea, the spiritual energy is many times richer than where we used to be. I broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm three days ago."

"Although I can't compare to that guy Fengxian, at least there's some hope."

Mentioning Yuwen Fengxian, Zhang Xiang smiled, "Judging from the content of these scrolls and the tasks we've been assigned during this period, that kid Fengxian should still be alive."

Yun Junyou sighed, "But I heard from others that those who are taken to the Demon Race arena basically can't last too long. I hope he can last a little longer."

He said that, but his face was full of confusion.

Even if he lasts a little longer, what can he do?

After separating from Shen Lin, these humans of Great Wei began to wander aimlessly in the Primal Chaos Sea.

Although they experienced many dangers, fortunately, with Yuwen Fengxian's protection and their good luck, they did not encounter too much danger.

Eventually, they successfully drifted to a larger race's continent.

At the same time, they met members of their own race on that continent.

Under the introduction of that clansman, they joined one of the two largest human forces in the Primal Chaos Sea, the Human Emperor Army.

But when they really arrived in the Human Emperor Army's territory, they discovered that the so-called two major human forces in the Primal Chaos Sea were just vassals of the Rakshasa race.

They had to pay a sufficient price to obtain the Rakshasa race's protection.

The Human Emperor Army had many strong individuals who could serve as the vanguard for the Rakshasa race, fighting on the battlefield.

However, these humans of Great Wei were weak. Even among the second-step cultivators, there was only Yuwen Fengxian.

Therefore, they could only do odd jobs, handing over the spirit herbs they planted and the spirit ores they mined to the Rakshasa race in order to gain living space.

In the first month, they failed to pay the full tribute.

What awaited them was the Rakshasa race's envoy, who seized one-tenth of the population of Great Wei and refined them into flesh puppets.

Those so-called clansmen of the Human Emperor Army just watched, without any intention of interceding for them.

Only then did they realize that they had stepped into hell with one foot.

In the eyes of the Rakshasa race, these affiliated races needed to demonstrate their value through their own efforts.

If they had no value, they could offer their flesh and souls as flesh puppets.

The harsh requirements and cruel methods made the humans of Great Wei indignant.

But there was no way. Once they joined the Rakshasa race, all of them lost their freedom.

The Rakshasa race, with their Venerable Realm experts, was obviously not something they could resist.

If they didn't want to all become flesh puppets, they could only work desperately.

But even so, in the second month, they still failed to complete the task.

In order to save the lives of his clansmen, in the second month, Yuwen Fengxian offered himself to the Demon Race arena, replacing the Rakshasa race in battle, in exchange for a chance to breathe.

Now, even Yun Junyou, the Emperor of Great Wei, had to personally go down to the mine to work in order to meet the Rakshasa race's requirements.

"This life... when will it end..."

Yun Junyou sighed.

Zhang Xiang was silent, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He was now somewhat doubtful whether it was a good thing to have exhausted all his efforts to bring everyone in Great Wei out of the cage.

After breaking free from the cage and facing this cruel Primal Chaos Sea, he realized the weakness of the human race.

Just as the two were silent, worrying about the future of their race, a figure rushed in.

"Your Majesty! Zhang Xiang!"

"The Rakshasa race has sent an envoy, who wants to take a few of us to Rakshasa Island now!"

Ji Nan, the youngest Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator in Great Wei before Shen Lin, ran in with a look of horror.

Zhang Xiang and Yun Junyou's expressions changed drastically.

The last time the Rakshasa race's envoy came, they took away nearly one-tenth of the population of Great Wei.

What is it for this time?

"What did the Rakshasa race say was the reason this time?"

Zhang Xiang asked in a deep voice.

Ji Nan's expression was a little strange, "According to that person, it seems to be in order to..."

"...understand some information related to Shen Lin."

Zhang Xiang and Yun Junyou were stunned.

"Shen Lin???"