For 147 years, within the territory truly belonging to the Myriad Demon Archipelago, the human race has been entirely wiped out.
Those who ran fast managed to survive precariously in the outer sea regions;
Those who ran slower were naturally devoured.
In this massacre, the human death toll exceeded tens of billions!
Hearing this number, Yang Hong was stunned speechless.
Tens of billions!
The lives of tens of billions of human compatriots!
Just vanished.
After listening to Ni Zhennan's account, amidst his emotions of awe and anger, Yang Hong had a question.
"Fellow Daoist Ni, have you never considered returning to the Taiyuan Continent?"
"Considered it? Of course, we have. And many powerful fellow Daoists, with a small contingent of humans, have already left the Myriad Demon Archipelago sea region and crossed the vast outer seas."
"However, the outer sea spans a staggering 500 billion li.
Not to mention the dangers during such a long journey, the sheer length of travel can claim the lives of all humans below the Foundation Establishment realm."
"Let alone the dangers along the way, such as storms, demons, and savage beasts."
"Furthermore, there's a region in the middle of the outer sea, nearly a hundred billion li wide, where the spiritual energy is extremely volatile. Entering this central region, even an eighth-tier Tribulation Crossing True Monarch could perish."
Hearing about such dangers in the middle, Yang Hong felt helpless and could only admit his ignorance.
However, he still had a question.
"I still don't understand, our human migration is difficult, why can the demons of Taiyuan Continent constantly migrate out?"
"The reason is simple.
Not only do the demons have teleportation arrays connecting to the Taiyuan Continent, allowing for rapid migration;
Their physical bodies are also incomparably tougher than humans, making it possible for them to slowly swim across the vast outer seas without issue."
"Teleportation arrays? Do humans not have teleportation arrays?"
Yang Hong once again grasped the crux of the issue.
"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, humans also had teleportation arrays to the Taiyuan Continent, but they were later destroyed."
"Is that so."
This time, Yang Hong finally understood.
The two fell silent. Under Ni Zhennan's guidance, they toured the city for a long time.
Only after sunset did Ni Zhennan lead Yang Hong to the center of the island,
To the grand hall housing the island's protective array control center.
Hmm~
It had a simple and direct name—【Human Ancestral Council Hall】.
"Everyone, I'd like to introduce a human fellow Daoist—Yang Hong."
Entering a spacious and ancient hall, Ni Zhennan introduced Yang Hong to the other Nascent Soul cultivators.
He particularly emphasized the pronunciation of the word "human."
"Fellow Daoist Yang Hong is a disciple of the Carefree Pavilion on the Taiyuan Continent. He was accidentally stranded in the Myriad Demon Archipelago sea region,
And he has annihilated the entire Mad Serpent Island!"
"What? This fellow Daoist annihilated Mad Serpent Island?"
"How is that possible? The Mad Serpent King of Mad Serpent Island is in the late stage of the Demon Lord realm, yet his cultivation is clearly only at the Golden Core realm!"
"Island Master Ni, you haven't been deceived, have you?"
"Young man, I advise you to behave yourself and not deceive us."
Upon hearing that Yang Hong had annihilated Mad Serpent Island, the other eleven Nascent Soul cultivators present were not surprised with joy, but with doubt.
When Yang Hong entered, his displayed cultivation was still at the Golden Core realm.
This caused these Nascent Soul old monsters, who had lived for at least a thousand years, to instinctively look down on Yang Hong.
They completely forgot that just half a day ago, they had been clamoring and suspecting Yang Hong of being a seventh-tier Integration True Monarch hiding his cultivation.
"Heh heh~"
Yang Hong looked at this group of Nascent Soul old monsters with white hair and faint traces of decay on their bodies, and sneered dismissively.
These people had been scared into submission by the demons.
Including Ni Zhennan.
Although Yang Hong knew that sending 100,000 people to Mad Serpent Island every ten years could indeed protect more humans,
Over the long term, wasn't it just helping the demons raise humans?
With Yang Hong's temperament, he would absolutely choose freedom or death.
Even if it meant the annihilation of his body and soul, he would still take a chunk out of the demons.
After half a day, Yang Hong also figured something out.
Ni Zhennan's act of saving more people by sacrificing 100,000 was merely his own fear of death.
After a tour of Guangyou Island, Yang Hong discovered a severe gap in the cultivation levels of the human race.
There were 12 Nascent Soul cultivators of the fifth tier, but only 8 Golden Core cultivators of the fourth tier, over 20 Fusion cultivators of the third tier, and over 30 Foundation Establishment cultivators of the second tier.
However, there were over 500,000 Qi Refining realm cultivators.
This was unreasonable and abnormal.
Furthermore, the cultivation of those Qi Refining realm cultivators seemed somewhat superficial, as if mass-produced.
"Fellow Daoist Ni, I have already cleared the demons within a hundred li of Mad Serpent Island and renamed it 'Human Way Island'."
"I did not come out this time to join your Guangyou Island.
I am here to purchase grain seeds."
Ignoring the distrustful gazes of several Nascent Soul cultivators, Yang Hong directly stated his purpose.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, you are not joining Guangyou Island?
You must understand, Guangyou Island is the only human island within millions of li, and even within a radius of 50 million li, it is the only human island."
Upon hearing that Yang Hong intended to leave, Ni Zhennan became a little anxious.
He had presided over the array earlier and recognized Yang Hong's strength.
Although he didn't believe Yang Hong had killed the Mad Serpent King, he didn't want to let go of such a powerful helper.
"Yes~ I am leaving. I have my own island and I intend to return to teach those compatriots,
To teach them cultivation and the art of killing demons.
So that in the future, they can kill more demons and carve out a space for our human race to survive and develop peacefully."
"But~ but~ Fellow Daoist Yang, you can have them migrate here."
Ni Zhennan tried to persuade him again, but Yang Hong's mind was set and unchangeable.
"Hmph~ Island Master, why bother with this braggart? Just drive him away~~."
An old man, who looked somewhat younger, snorted contemptuously. He was the one who doubted Yang Hong the most.
"Heh heh~ I will use this item to purchase."
Yang Hong said as he took out an item.
"Hiss~"
"How is this possible~~"
"Heavens! This is a seventh-tier demon core, and a late-seventh-tier demon core."
"Yang~ Fellow Daoist Yang, you really~ really killed the Mad Serpent King."
All twelve Nascent Soul old monsters looked at the item in Yang Hong's hand with disbelief.
It was a fist-sized demon core,
A seventh-tier demon core emanating obvious seventh-tier spiritual power fluctuations.
Only by killing a seventh-tier Demon Lord,
And killing it quickly, without giving the seventh-tier Demon Lord a chance to self-detonate, could one obtain a seventh-tier demon core.
"I told you, but you didn't believe me."
Yang Hong tossed the demon core up and down like an apple, casually and leisurely.
Ni Zhennan and the others stared at the demon core, nodding their heads bit by bit.
Regardless of how Yang Hong had killed the Mad Serpent King,
He had done it.
The Mad Serpent King, whom they feared like a tiger, had died at the hands of this young man who appeared to be at the Golden Core realm.
"Fellow Daoist, you are truly at the Golden Core realm."
An old monster asked Yang Hong's cultivation again, his voice trembling.
The others also stared at Yang Hong's excessively youthful and handsome face once more.
"I am at the Golden Core realm, and I told you so. You still didn't believe me."
Yang Hong said with a faint smile.
"Heh heh~ Heh heh~"
A group of old monsters, at least a thousand years old, looked at Yang Hong and the still-tossing demon core with awkward expressions, unsure of what to say.
They were unsure which of Yang Hong's words to believe.
"Then, what about our transaction?"
Seeing that the time was right, Yang Hong put away the Mad Serpent King's seventh-tier demon core and asked.