Tongtian Star Domain, southeast.

The dull dead stars were filled with star fragments, as well as the wreckage of ancient Galaxy ships, and the numerous human corpses.

After the explosion, the virtual realm dissipated into the starry sky and became a wave of many chaotic forces in the starry sky.

This is a starry sky battle that was won by the Evil Nether Clan just broke out.

In this battle, there were Tianlei Sect in the Thunder Star Domain, Qi Refiners in the Qingju Star Domain, and some powerful people from the Ancient Dharma Sect.

On the other side are the people of the Evil Nether tribe led by Frost.

Frost, who broke through the eighth level of blood, was the descendant of the Great Lord of the Styx. The prismatic crystal on the eyebrows shone with a cold light and said in a deep voice: "What are the casualties among my tribe?"

"The eighth-level bloodline person died, the ninth-level great king, one person was severely injured, and the seventh-level bloodline warrior died fifty-three, and three ancient Galaxy ships were destroyed..."

A member of the Xieming clan bowed and stood behind him, counted the number of casualties and counted them.

"Hula!"

A ninth-level king of the Evil Underworld tribe, standing on an ancient Galaxy ship, running the Soul-Devouring Lake.

Located in the Evil Nether Clan battleship, a dark lake formed a suction force similar to the Nether Soul Bead, gathering the souls of those who died tragically in the starry sky.

"who?"

Frost was wearing the wonderful Soul-Shifting Armor, with patterns on the surface.

A flying carpet woven by a rattan strip, came with a member of the Wood tribe.

"Mu Clan, Fatuo!"

When Frost saw him appear, his eyes looked surprised and frowned, "You Fatuo, why are you here in our battle place? Is the battle on your Wood tribe going smoothly?"

Fatu shook his head, "It's not going well."

Frost snorted, "A long time ago, we were on the same line, but you, the Wood Clan, claim to be noble and unwilling to join us. Now, as we step into the world of the human race, we waved the butcher knife at the human race like us?"

"There is really no way out." Fatu said coldly.

He couldn't help but sigh, looking at the tragic deaths of the human race, the shattered ancient Galaxy ships, and the Evil Underworld tribes, and said, "In the long run, you are not considered a winner."

Frost's face sank.

The human race has a huge base, and the formation of Qi Refiners and the breakthrough of realm must be much faster.

The human Qi Refiners can form combat power at a faster speed.

The ancient spirit clan and other alien clans do not have this characteristic of human clans. They often become stronger with the increase in life span and the evolution of longer time.

The most important thing is that the ancient spirit race and the alien race have far less reproductive ability than the human race.

In similar battles, the Evil Nether Clan also suffered a lot of casualties. It took a long time for their dead clan members to cultivate them.

After hundreds or thousands of years, a new group of people will emerge like mushrooms after a rain.

"We don't have time to wait." Frost took a deep breath, "Fatu, the star fields of your wooden clan have always been full of vitality. Is this the same thing with your side? So far, are your father and the great sages in your clan, not sure why?"

Fatu shook his head, "It's not just our wooden clan, but the entire spiritual world race, and I haven't figured out the reason yet."

In his mind, scenes emerged, some changes in the stars in the star domain of their wooden clan.

One by one, the grass and trees are lushly surrounded by the rich vitality of the realm, losing strength and accelerating death.

He and a number of great masters of the Wood Clan were active in various domains, but they did not understand the reason. They only knew that the domains within the Wood Clan territory would quickly become death stars in a very strange way.

It's not just the Wood Clan.

The giant spirits in the sky, the ancient beast race, the giant dragons, the evil clan, the demon clan, and other spiritual realms are all quietly changing.

The spiritual world, as the oldest realm world, has experienced bloody battles and many reclaimed realm worlds have become death stars and are no longer suitable for living creatures.

In the era of Shiyuan, when the starry sky monsters were rampant in the spiritual world, they also destroyed too many original domains.

Later, the ancient spiritual tribe, the demon tribe, the evil tribe, and the ghost tribe started another bloody battle, causing many domain realms in the spiritual world to die forever.

In the spiritual world, there are much fewer domains suitable for the reproduction of spirits of various races than the human race.

Suddenly, the only remaining domain realm suddenly accelerated to reach the end of life and quickly transformed into a dead domain, no longer suitable for racial activities, which naturally led to all life races in the spiritual world being forced to think of other ways.

Only by going to the domain boundary of the human race and looking for a domain boundary that suits them and descendants can the race continue.

This is the fundamental reason why the ancient spirit race and the alien race are unprecedentedly united, and are fearless and terrified, and are striking the human race realm.

"The spiritual world we live in has experienced too many great changes, and may be dead for a while." Fatuo thought, and said, "A great master in my clan used to communicate with that ancient tree of life and got a news that was unknown to the truth."

"What?" Frost looked serious.

"In legend, the realm world like our spiritual world is not eternal." Fatuo thought about it carefully and said: "A big world that encompasses many star domains and countless realms will also have a day of death. Our spiritual world may be overwhelmed and head to death."

"If you really die, there is no hope?" Frostitch said.

"No, death and rebirth are alternating." Fatuo explained, "The spiritual world, after a complete death, may be revived again after countless years, and regained its vitality again. Death stars, the dead world, have hope to regain the power in the star dome, change again, and become a new and vibrant domain."

"This is a process of changing and repeated cycles, but I don't know whether it is true or false."

Frost was surprised by this novel view he put forward.

"You mean that the spiritual world where we are finally at the end of a cycle of reincarnation?" Frost followed his thoughts and said, "Then, in countless years, maybe millions, tens of millions of years, the spiritual world will suddenly produce new changes, and the dead star realms will regain their vitality?"

Fatu nodded slowly, "If the great master of my clan had no mistake in understanding, that would be what he meant."

"Then, as long as we enter the human realm world and take root here, we will still be able to return to the spiritual world after millions of years?" Frost continued.

"Maybe, I'm not sure." Fatuo said.

"In my tribe, there are actually some secrets that are imprinted in my blood." Frost, a descendant of the direct blood of the Great Lord of the Styx, said: "My father has been away for a long time. I know he is still alive and is well alive. But my father has disappeared in my perception."

A strange look flashed through Fatu's dark green pupils, "You evil tribe are outsiders!"

"What does it mean?" Frost screamed.

"The reason why our clan, the patriarchs of the previous generations, hate you, the demon clan and the skeleton clan is because they often say that your three clans are aliens. They say that you may turn against us one day and attack us." Fatuo stared at him and said bluntly: "You, as his direct blood descendant, if you can analyze the imprints related to his memory in your inner blood, you should be able to get the truth."

Frost was stunned: "Are you serious?"

"I'm not kidding." Fatuo raised his head, "Times have changed. We are forced to leave our hometown and to seize this world from the human race, suitable for our realm starry sky."

"Whether the human race is willing or not, we must do this for the sake of the continuation of race."

"For this reason, no matter how many people die, they will be willing to do so."

"But I am worried that when we and the human race fight to the death, other changes will arise."

Frost was full of doubts, "Fatu, you know you're smart, so can you tell me what exactly will happen?"

"If the human race can reconcile with us and cede the star fields that can be saved, how great it would be if both sides don't have to fight so hard." Fatu said to himself, "Maybe, I should try it out and talk to the human race that understands the truth and speaks well."

"Who are you looking for?" Frost sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"

"I want to try it." Fatuo looked helpless, "because, if the bloody battle lasted for a long time, it would be too painful for us, for them, and for the casualties."

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Chapter completed!