Chapter 767: The World's Last Garbage

In the Dragon Clan World, massive Space-time Portals simultaneously appeared in each region.

Soon, groups of Human Professionals rushed out from the Space-time Portals.

Li Xueru, using the spacetime markers, can locate the Dragon Clan World, but cannot pinpoint the exact spot.

Li Xueru excels at array formations, yet his power is limited, unlike Antares who can pierce fragmented worlds.

In fact, before Li Xueru reaches High Divine-level, even if given the Dragon Clan World spacetime markers,

he still cannot set up a delivery array of such scale.

The Human Race is the master of this world, with a total population exceeding one billion.

Among them, combat-type professionals number over two hundred million, far surpassing the Dragon Race in sheer quantity.

Of the two hundred million combat professionals, aside from some who remain in the Human World, at least half have entered the Dragon Clan World.

They form teams, like Jiang Chen,

treating the Dragon Clan World as an Instance.

regarding the Dragon Race as monsters.

Since they intend to commit genocide, a racial war, they naturally will not spare the Ancient Battlefield region.

In "Zero Three Seven" as well, a massive influx of Human Professionals surged, searching grandly for the Dragon Race's whereabouts, and will not let any be missed once found.

The racial war decides not superiority but life and death. Li Xueru watches the Human Team, fierce as wolves and tigers, charging into the Dragon Clan World, his eyes flickering.

Not only him, but Feng Tianzong, Mo Xinghe, Bai Yi Yuan and other High Divine-level beings are watching.

These individuals represent the highest authority among the Human Race, an unchallengeable presence.

However, none of them act this time; not only they, but even the Divine-level Strongmen among the Human Race refrain from acting.

Feng Tianzong asked, "Lao Meng, why don't we act?" Li Xueru replied, "Lu Qingyu has already slain all the Dragon Kings within the Dragon Race, Long Huang has been forced to flee, and even the Level 88 and Level 89 Dragon War Generals are mostly dead."

Feng Tianzong understood, "You mean using the remaining Dragon Race to train our Human troops?"

Li Xueru nodded, "That is also Lu Qingyu's intention; she once said the Human Race's sharpness must not be lost."

"Moreover, it's not just this great war; next we must battle the Abyss Demon."

"We can't rely on Lu Qingyu for everything, can we?"

Feng Tianzong and several others pondered Li Xueru's words, finding them quite reasonable.

If everything were left to Jiang Chen, the Human Race might avoid many casualties, yet also lose its edge.

Deprived of its drive to advance, the Human Race may never tread the path of ever‑increasing strength.

In hindsight, such sacrifice was necessary. Counting through Human history, no era did not grow amid a baptism of blood.

Each desperate sacrifice of the Human Race becomes a powerful foundation.

This time, as long as no king‑level enemy appears among the Dragon Race, these people will not act.

This battle will last for a long period,

though it is merely a fragmented world, it still spans tens of thousands of kilometers.

The Dragon Race has already scattered and hidden; locating them is not easy.

In Li Xueru's plan, it will take about six months to a year to plow through the Dragon Clan World back and forth, erasing the Dragon Race completely.

The Fire Race's entry into the Dragon Clan World quickly reached the Abyss.

No Demon could imagine that the once haughty Dragon Race would meet such an end.

In the end, Jiang Chen is simply too strong.

Perhaps in the near future, they will launch an assault on the Abyss.

For a moment, the Demons grew uneasy, and a strange atmosphere spread throughout the Abyss.

In the Demon Emperor's palace, Li Li An, the Demon Emperor, remains serene, lazily reclining on the throne, sipping Dragon King blood wine.

Below the palace, the trapped Dragon King is currently the only surviving Dragon King among the Dragon Race.

The Enchantress Demon King sits below, her face still bearing an incredulous expression.

Not long ago she received news that a Human army had stormed the Dragon Race, committing genocide.

The Dragon King was almost entirely slaughtered, Long Huang vanished, and all of this was accomplished solely by Jiang Chen.

The Enchantress Demon King murmurs, "How can he be so strong

Li Li An chuckles, "After all, this is the Human World's domain."

The Enchantress Demon King pauses, not fully understanding. Li Li An whispers, "The world's will favors,

there are always figures that defy ordinary explanation; it's normal you don't grasp them now, but once your level rises, you will understand."

The Enchantress Demon King dares not ask further.

After receiving the news, Li Li An's mood became complicated.

To her, Jiang Chen being strong is fine, but preferably not too strong.

She fears that if Jiang Chen were to betray, she would lack any power to resist.

"Seems I must keep a backup plan." Li Li An mused, a thin scarlet line dripping from the corner of her mouth.

In a mysterious space, a cold voice resonated, "After a thousand years, I finally sense the pawn's aura; the command is given, you may act now."

Accompanying the voice, an odd aura spread swiftly.

In the Ancient Battlefield's Deep Space, thousands of coffins lie here, exuding a chilling death aura.

The coffins, silent for a millennium, suddenly trembled en masse, their frequency rising until they broke the limit and the coffin lids exploded outward.

Tall, humanoid beings rose straight up from the coffins.

Their expressions were cold, with blue faces and fangs, and each bore a thin pair of wings on their backs.

They resemble the Human Race by about fifty to sixty percent, yet are not the Cold Race.

They stared at each other, blood‑thirsty glints in their eyes, and emitted cold laughter.

"The master's command has arrived; we can begin."

"Slept for a thousand years, waited a thousand years, finally there's movement."

"Heh, the pawn from a thousand years ago is only being used now; I wonder how many of our blood slaves have multiplied."

"I can sense it, a great many." "Then that's so fun; let's turn this world into our world."

"When they speak, they reveal Demon Spikes, reflecting a cold glint in the faint light."

"The Demon Spikes are extremely sharp, just like their claws and wings, all are incomparably sharp."

"Slept a thousand years, I'm hungry, let's go find something to eat."

"Alright, first fill our stomachs, and also announce our arrival to Deep Space."

"Our blood clan awakens; this world will eventually be incorporated into our territory."

"Thousands of blood clan members simultaneously spread their wings and surge into the sky. Their speed is like a flash of light."

"Antares, who was sleeping, twitched his nose, opened his eyes a sliver, and looked somewhere."

"Murmuring in his mouth like a dream, 'These guys are finally going to act.' 'After a thousand years of silence, this pawn is finally moving.'"

"Fine, the last bits of trash in this world should also be cleared."

"This time's slaughter Blade"

"Antares glanced at Jiang Chen, who was still comprehending the law, 'I wonder if this stinky kid will still"

"be able to wield the slaughter Blade."

"In different regions, different things happen. No matter the wind and rain outside, they cannot affect Jiang Chen."

"Jiang Chen is now immersed in the world of the law."

"The law is profound and also immensely alluring."

"When Jiang Chen comprehends the law, he does not feel bored; instead, he is very pleased."

"The embodiment of the law makes his comprehension process much simpler, and he gains something almost every day."

"As Jiang Chen's understanding of the law deepens, his soul body continuously releases soul energy."

"The soul body seems to be undergoing adaptive evolution to suit the law."

"This evolution is instinctual. Consequently, his soul energy gradually strengthens."

"The Nine‑colored Dragon Soul Crystal Absorb soul energy, then spits it back to Jiang Chen, always keeping the soul energy pure."