Mrs. and Mr. Smith

He respectfully knelt on the ground, surrounded by the presence of many Kings.

They all maintained the same posture, with a powerful Pinnacle Force continuously boiling within them.

The number of these Kings reached nearly twenty, and the combined Pinnacle Force.

Caused the entire sky over the Eight Desolate Beast Domain to seem distorted.

From a distance, the Eight Desolate Beast Domain looked separated by a layer of membrane.

"It's strange, have you noticed that the strength here is incredibly low?"

Sithur Fatty curiously asked the people around him.

"Indeed, I remember visiting here five hundred years ago, where there were many Path Spirit masters, and numerous with the Power of the Waking Summit, but on our journey here, the Hominini strength we saw was pitifully low, the strongest being barely at the True Spirit Realm."

Sterling Hale also seemed puzzled, not understanding the changes here.

"Strange, I discovered the same thing in another area, the land of Phoenix Tree Mountain, where the overall strength of the Hominini has drastically decreased, and when I chatted with them, they seemed quite wary and remained tight-lipped about the topic."

The swordsman Xerena Duncan, who struck earlier, also expressed confusion.

"However, the number of weak Hominini here has greatly increased, particularly the ordinary Humans, which is almost ten times the previous amount!"

Sterling Hale noticed a peculiar sign.

Ethan Smith's face showed unease, he had a bad premonition.

An area where all Hominini experts vanished to mere ashes indicates only one issue.

Could it be that the strong Forces of Different Races can already crush the Hominini here?

He discussed this with Fatty before, although this area is Different Races-led, there were still many human cultivators.

If a battle were to break out, Different Races would suffer heavy wounds too.

Yet now, no Hominini experts could be detected.

Add to this, the space storm covers such a vast range, these experts couldn't possibly leave.

Leaving only this assumption.

"Perhaps this time, a certain factor can be uncovered, I can feel that strong evil force of the Path of Heaven."

Stone Schroeder spoke deeply, holding a certain suspicion but hoping it was wrong.

After a day of travel, they were now extremely close to the Eight Desolate Beast Domain.

"What a powerful Pinnacle Force! In large numbers, and their strength is mostly above Level Twelve! Why have so many of the Different Races with Pinnacle Force awakened here!"

Xerena Duncan's face was dire.

The Different Races' physiques and Innate Divine Ability far outweigh those of Humans.

Having awakened Pinnacle Force, they are exceedingly stronger than Humans of the same level.

If such apex combat power matches in numbers to Humans, it could be the catastrophic disaster for the Hominini.

Someone is approaching!

Ethan Smith suddenly alerted, the newcomer was swift and of considerable strength.

In the blink of an eye, they were already before them.

However, the newcomer was not Different Races, but genuinely Human.

Judging by his aura, he was of high caliber, having awakened Pinnacle Force, the highest level of Hominini witnessed by their group so far.

"Ladies and gentlemen! What brings you here?"

The newcomer looked cold and seemed to greet Ethan Smith's group with an icy rejection rather than any joy.

"I'm asking you something, I ask, you answer!"

Xerena Duncan pressed one sword against his throat.

"Ha!"

The man's face bore a contemptuous grin and then, remembering something,

Burst into maniacal laughter, with that laughter sounding somewhat desolate.

"Brother, what exactly happened here, where did the masters run after the fall of Path Profound?"

Sterling Hale frowned and asked.

"All dead..."

The man fell silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

Upon hearing this answer, although expected, many still showed confusion.

"After Path Profound fell, a giant wormhole emerged here at Divine Silkworm Ridge, within that wormhole's coverage, Demon clan's strength multiplied crazily, many Demon Beasts successively broke through or even awakened Pinnacle Force, contributing enough blood and souls at the time of each sacrifice, especially powers of Path Spirit Realm or above."

The middle-aged man revealed a tragic smile.

"Why not resist, you can't just be slaughtered like cattle and swine!"

Someone frowned and asked.

"Who said there was no resistance, from the start the Hominini fought fiercely against them, but the Pinnacle Force Demon Beasts they spawned grew too many, while the Hominini's Pinnacle Force experts dwindled, until eventually completely unable to resist, all masters above Path Spirit hid away, afraid to appear at substantial locations anymore."

"Can't escape? How is that space storm generated?"

Ethan Smith could feel the despair upon hearing.

"Hahaha, the Three Great Spirit masters joined forces to set up this river of space storm, even Pinnacle Force Level Thirteen or Fourteen masters in this storm can't withstand for long!"

The middle-aged man laughed aloud.

"Why would the Three Great Spirit masters do that!"

Ethan Smith angrily pounded the ground with his fist.

No matter how deep their conflicts with the Holy Lord were, they belonged to the Hominini.

Collaborating with Different Races on such deeds baffled Ethan Smith.

"You should ask them, I come here to invite you to leave, the situation here has reached such a point, more people can't help anymore."

"Why say so? Our team is enough to slay these Demon Beasts in the Eight Desolate Beast Domain, even awakened Pinnacle Force beasts are no problem."

Sterling Hale said coldly.

"And then? At that time, Demon Beasts will once again emerge en masse, they'll hunt dozens more souls and blood, can you withstand all the beast tribes in the Eight Desolate Beast Domain? We've already selected sacrificial candidates, after this offering, they'll survive another ten years, I implore you to leave for them."

He slowly knelt toward the group.

Once, this region's Hominini forces were equal to the Demon Beasts.

Various sects, aristocratic families, and villages within small cities had long lived across the whole Eight Desolate Beast Domain.

This vast area occupied nearly a quarter of the Path Profound Holy Kingdom's territory, the people here having their own networks.

But after the Holy Lord fell, and wormholes appeared.

The balance broke, people here died nearly three generations.

Now, those barely surviving were mostly new faces.

Every time the sacrificial blood was insufficient, terrifying Demon Beasts raged forth.

They slaughtered men, spared women and some youth, thus cruelly allowing the Bloodline of Hominini to continue.