Even... in Chen Yunfei’s heart, there was a terrifying premonition.
From a logical standpoint, it seed that there was actually no need for the Tianyuan Realm to nurture so many ’ordinary people’ from the very beginning.
During the Demon Calamity back then, if the surviving four major lineages and various families wanted to maintain their legacy or even go a step further, they just needed to continue on the path of elite Sects without constructing such a massive Spiritual Vein City. Though there might be fewer people, concentrated resources might still produce so geniuses, avoiding the suffering and tornt of ordinary people born in the post-apocalyptic world.
However, the Heavenly Venerates chose another path.
Everyone in the Tianyuan Realm. Chen Yunfei thought. Or rather, those considered ’non-people’ by the group... the birth of those ’people’... was entirely deliberate.
They were granted the right to live, yet at the sa ti, they were stripped of the right to be true people because their birth was to beco the test subjects for the ’New Path’.
Even they themselves...
Faced with such indifferent brutality, even as a Primordial Spirit Bloodline, a future head of the Chen Family, he could not help but remain silent.
Compared to such grand brutality and oppression, this ’seeking of the Path’ made playful contests with heirs of other great families, comparing who’s stronger, seem trivial.
He continued to walk forward; as he left a footprint, the flying snow covered one.
Then he suddenly tilted his head to listen intently.
Chen Yunfei turned his head to look to the other side of the flying snow, where the thick snow curtain lay, and then vanished, becoming a barely noticeable phantom.
Several miles away, an exhausted cultivator was calling for help.
Dozens of miles behind him, there was a crashed Space Shuttle, evidently destroyed by enemies, billowing black smoke.
The survivor was struggling to flee from sothing but lacked the strength. He had initially collapsed into the snow, yet a hand supported him up.
"What happened?"
Chen Yunfei frowned slightly, looking towards the direction of the flying shuttle crash: "It’s acceptable to have a contest in the big match. Though my father and others ntioned sotis people kill in the secret realm... but it must be for sothing valuable or due to personal vendettas, right?"
Turning his head, he looked closely at the panicked face, filled with tears and mucus, of the cultivator, who was still sowhat muddled about the situation: "I rember you... aren’t you soone from the Mu Family? Where’s your leader, Mu Yanxia?"
"Dead..."
The Mu Family cultivator wept, the tears crystallizing into ice in the next instant: "All dead... we encountered a Demon at the hub’s core, it was too powerful, there was no chance to escape..."
Demon?
Chen Yunfei narrowed his eyes, not rushing, but instead squatted down to ask patiently: "What Demon? What happened? Tell in detail, how the battle happened, what Divine Skills and abilities, from the encounter site to how you escaped, think it through, say it out loud."
A good answer needs good questions; right now the most important thing was to use questions to calm the person before him and get the report.
"I... let think..."
The Mu Family cultivator lowered his head, mumbling: "Initially, we were planning to approach the center of Yin Mountain Hub. The young master said that according to the family’s intelligence, there was a large Void Node there, more valuable than ten. As long as we can break through, the family would send assistance... But who knew, there were Demons lurking there; they had been there all alone, rely biding their ti when the family last explored it, and only attacked when we arrived."
"Just when we were setting up the Great Void Altar, refining the Power of Great Void, suddenly, a group of Alien Demons sward out from the Void Rift, their skills and Mana were strange, like..."
His voice grew lower, drawing Chen Yunfei to subconsciously lean closer to listen clearly: "Like this."
Suddenly, the originally weak voice beca sonorous. The previously tear-faced Mu Family cultivator suddenly lashed out, his left hand cloaked in a layer of pitch-black Fla Light. If flas typically brought light, this one devoured light, leaving everything bathed in Spiritual Fiends indifferent, slow, uncontrollable, uncooperative, and causing the art of magic to scatter, Divine Skills to collapse.
[Great Freedom Unconscious Fire]
He struck with his palm as if a blade, enveloped in Unconscious Karma Fire, aiming at Chen Yunfei’s heart!
But, in the next instant, he found, to his astonishnt, that his hand was gone.
"Alas, why not talk a bit more, deceiving requires a bit of cost, or else who would believe it."
Chen Yunfei sighed, slowly standing up, and before him, a series of minute Void Rifts opened and closed, and unknowingly, the Mu Family cultivator’s body had been shredded by Sword Qi into fragnts: "Although your disguise was flawless, even if you were truly human, I would prepare for it in anticipation, let alone in this secret realm."
No more ti to speak any word, the body of the Mu Family cultivator imdiately collapsed and transford into a Demon, a shapeless mass of Flesh and Blood, actually the Evil Born Demon.
But unlike ordinary Evil Born Demons, this one was camouflaged perfectly, indistinguishable from humans concerning Demonic Qi and actions.
Regrettably, humans are indeed the most adept at killing, and Chen Yunfei had slain more people than Demons and was already aware of sothing amiss, so naturally, he wouldn’t hold back.
"The Mu Family’s group really did et with mishap, although it was expected there would be infiltration by Demon n, it’s unsettling to realize even the great family teams could be entirely annihilated."
After slaying the Demon, Chen Yunfei’s expression grew solemn, looking at the endless snowy sky beyond, he couldn’t help but mutter: "Such a large family’s team couldn’t even summon the ancestors’ power in ti? Or was it intercepted from the very start?"
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