Tongtian Star Territory, southeast.
The dim Death Stars were surrounded by star fragments, as well as the wreckage of ancient galactic ships, plus a large number of human corpses.
After the Void Realm exploded, it dissipated in the starry sky and became one of many chaotic forces in the starry sky.
This was a battle in the starry sky that had just broken out and was won by the Evil Underworld Clan.
In this battle, on the human side there are Tianlei Sect from Genlei Star Region, Qi Refiners from Cyanwood Star Region, and some strong men from Ancient Fa Sect.
On the other side were the Evil Underworld tribesmen led by Frost.
Frost, whose bloodline has reached the eighth level and is a descendant of Lord Styx, has a prismatic crystal between his eyebrows that shines with cold light. He said in a deep voice: "How are the casualties among our clan members?"
"Nine of the eighth-level bloodline warriors died, one of the ninth-level monarchs was seriously injured, fifty-three of the seventh-level bloodline warriors died, and three ancient galactic ships were destroyed..."
A Xie Ming clan member stood behind him and counted the number of casualties.
"Whoops!"
A ninth-level king of the Evil Underworld tribe stood on an ancient galactic ship, running the Soul-Eating Lake.
A dark lake located in the battleship of the Evil Underworld clan formed a suction force similar to that of the Wraith Bead, gathering the souls of the human race members who died tragically and had not dissipated in the starry sky one after another.
"who?"
The wonderful soul-crossing armor that Frost was wearing had lines swimming on its surface.
A smart and fast flying carpet woven from rattan, carrying a member of the Wood Tribe, arrived gracefully.
"Wood Clan, Fa Tuo!"
When Frost saw him appear, he looked surprised and frowned: "You, Fa Tuo, why did you come to this warring place of ours? Is the battle going smoothly on your side of the Wood Tribe?"
Fa Tuo shook his head, "It didn't go well."
Frost snorted, "A long time ago, we were on the same page, but you, the Wood Clan, thought you were aloof and aloof, and were unwilling to join in the same deeds with us. Isn't it the same now, as we step into the world of the human race, and like us, we want to Is the human race wielding a butcher’s knife?”
"There is really no way out." Fa Tuo said coldly.
He couldn't help but sigh, looking at the corpses of the human race members who died tragically, the exploded ancient ships of the galaxy, and the corpses of the evil spirits, and said: "In the long run, you are not considered a winner."
Frost's face fell.
The base of the human race is huge, and the formation of Qi Refiners and their realm breakthroughs are much faster.
The human race's Qi Refiners can form immediate combat power at a faster speed.
The Ancient Spirit Clan and other alien races do not have this characteristic of the human race. Only with the increase of life span and longer evolution can they become stronger.
The most important thing is that the ancient spirit race and alien race have far less reproductive capabilities than the human race.
In similar battles, the Xie Ming tribe also suffered a lot of casualties. It would take a long, long time to cultivate their dead tribesmen.
Among the dead of the human race, after hundreds or thousands of years, a brand new group will spring up like mushrooms after a rain.
"We don't have time to wait any longer." Frost took a deep breath, "Fatuo, the star fields of your Wood Clan have always been full of vitality. Is it the same over there? So far, your father and you Don’t all the great sages in the clan know the reason?”
Fa Tuo shook his head, "Not only our Wood clan, but the entire race in the spiritual world have not yet figured out the reason."
In his mind, scenes emerged of the changes in some of the stars in their Wood Clan's star domain.
One by one, the green grass and trees, the realms filled with rich vitality, are losing power and accelerating death.
He, and a great master of the Wood Clan, were active in various realms, and none of them knew the reason. They only knew that the realms within the Wood Clan's territory were quickly becoming Death Stars in a very strange way.
It’s not just the Wood Clan.
The Qingtian Giant Spirit, the Ancient Beast Clan, the Giant Dragon, the Evil Clan, the Nether Clan, the Demon Clan, and other spiritual realms are all quietly changing.
The spiritual world, as the oldest realm, has experienced bloody battles. Many realms that were reclaimed have been reduced to Death Stars and are no longer suitable for living creatures.
In the Origin Era, when the starry sky beasts were rampant in the spiritual world, they also destroyed too many original realms.
Later, the Ancient Spirit Clan and the Demon Clan, the Evil Clan, and the Nether Clan started a bloody battle, resulting in the eternal death of many realms in the spirit world.
In the spiritual world, there are far fewer realms suitable for the reproduction of creatures of all races than there are in the human race.
Suddenly, the remaining realms are about to reach the end of their lives and rapidly change into dead realms, which are no longer suitable for racial activities. Naturally, all living races in the spiritual world are forced to think of other ways. .
Only by going to the realm of the human race and finding a realm that is suitable for them and future generations can the race be continued.
This is the fundamental reason why the Ancient Spirit Clan and the foreign races unite unprecedentedly and attack the human race domain without fear of death.
"The spiritual world we live in has experienced too many great changes, and it may be necessary to die for a while." Fa Tuo thought, and said: "A former great master of our clan once communicated with that ancient tree of life. Got a piece of news that I don’t know whether it’s true or false.”
"What?" Frost looked serious.
"According to legend, the world and the world, like our spiritual world, are not eternal." Fa Tuo thought carefully and said: "A big world that includes many star fields and countless realms will also die one day. Ours In the spirit world, there is a possibility of being overwhelmed and leading to death.”
"If you really die, there is no hope?" Frost asked curiously.
"No, death and rebirth are alternating." Fatuo explained, "The spiritual world, after a complete death, may revive again after countless years, and return to life again. Each Death Star, Death Domain, has I hope to gather the power in the starry sky again and change once again, becoming a new vibrant realm."
"This is a constantly changing and recurring process, but I don't know whether it's true or false."
This novel point of view he proposed surprised Frost.
"You mean, the spiritual world we live in has finally reached the end of reincarnation?" Frost followed his train of thought and said, "Then, after countless years, maybe millions, tens of millions of years, Will the spiritual world suddenly undergo new changes, and the dead star realms will regain their vitality?"
Fa Tuo nodded slowly, "If the great master of my clan didn't understand it wrong, that's what it means."
"Then, as long as we enter the realm of the human race and take root here, can we still return to the spirit world after millions or tens of millions of years?" Frost continued.
"Maybe, I'm not sure." Fa Tuo said.
"My family, my bloodline, actually has some secrets of the brand." Frost, who is a direct descendant of the Lord Styx, said: "My father has been away for a long time, but I know he is still alive and well. Yes. But my father, in my perception, disappeared very far away."
A strange look flashed across Fatuo's dark green eyes, "You Xieming Tribe are outsiders!"
"What do you mean?" Frost exclaimed.
"The reason why my clan, the clan leaders of the previous generations, hate you, the Demon Clan and the Skeleton Clan is because they often say that you three clans are aliens. Speaking of you, maybe one day you will turn against us and attack us." Fa Tuo stared at him and said unceremoniously: "You, as his direct descendant, if you can analyze the imprint related to his memory in your bloodline, you should be able to get the truth."
Frost was stunned: "Are you serious?"
"I'm not kidding." Fatuo held his head high, "Times have changed. We are forced to leave our homeland. We are forced to seize this part of the world from the human race, the starry sky that is suitable for our domain."
"Whether the human race is willing or not, we must do this for the continuation of the race."
"For this reason, no matter how many people die, we will not hesitate."
"But I'm worried. I'm worried that when we and the human race are fighting to the death, something else will happen."
Frost was full of doubts, "Fatu, you know you are very smart, so can you tell me what will happen?"
"It would be great if the human race could reconcile with us and cede a piece of star territory for us to survive, so that both sides don't have to fight so hard." Fa Tuo said to himself, "Perhaps, I should give it a try. Go find someone from the human race who is sensible and can talk to you."
"Who are you looking for?" Frost sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"
"I want to give it a try." Fatuo looked helpless, "Because if the bloody battle continues for a long time, the casualties will be too tragic for us and them."