Which youth wasn't full of hot blood?
Tuoba Yu was like this.
He was used to seeing the Black Skin Race being bullied, always holding back a flame inside.
Why was it that just because the Black Skin Race was a slave race, they had to be bullied?
Were the lives of the Black Skin Race not lives?
"A brat with guts. Unfortunately, you are too stupid!"
The cyclops casually waved his hand, strong winds surging outwards.
Puchi!
Tuoba Yu spat out blood, directly sent flying!
"Little Yu!"
Tuoba Lan's pretty face was pale.
"Hmph, if you all don't submit today, then your entire Black Skin Race will be slaughtered!"
"In any case, you lowly slave races are like weeds that grow back again and again." The cyclops' eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Agree, we agree!"
The Black Skin Race Patriarch said with a trembling voice.
Tuoba Lan's eyes were completely red. She was brought away by the cyclops.
There was also a group of women who were brought away.
Even the shortest cyclops was at least ten meters tall, making them look like small giants.
One could imagine what kind of nightmare these women were going through.
With the cyclops' size, this wasn't just a simple torture.
It was simply a heart-chilling experience.
"Big Sis A 'Lan!"
Tuoba Yu was furious, the corners of his eyes about to split open, blood flowing out.
His heart felt like it was about to explode, filled with anger and pain!
"Sigh, child …" The Black Skin Race Patriarch shook his head and sighed.
"If only I was strong enough …" Tuoba Yu clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
In a cruel place like the other side.
Being weak was the original sin!
As long as one was strong enough, identity, status, resources, women, dignity, they would all have it!
"I am too weak." Tuoba Yu said in pain.
Their slave races' talents were lacking to begin with.
Together with the fact that they didn't have many resources, they didn't have any good cultivation methods or divine abilities.
Wanting to rise up was harder than ascending to the heavens.
Immortal Domain still had some schools and academies, able to teach some ordinary cultivators.
However, the other side didn't have them.
Even if there were, only those with talent, strength, and status could join.
Their slave races didn't even have the qualifications to work as odd jobs.
Right at this time.
Honglonglong!
Another irregular scene appeared in heaven and earth.
Thousands of miles away, in the Heavenly Tomb, lightning flashed and tribulation clouds covered the sky.
"What exactly is going on with the Heavenly Tomb? Recently, there have been frequent movements. Could it be that some unforeseen event has occurred?"
Some of the surrounding tribes and forces were discussing.
As for Tuoba Yu, he suddenly turned his gaze to the front.
Heavenly Tomb!
A strange forbidden land filled with all kinds of death legends!
However, there was no lack of a small number of lucky people who were able to obtain heaven-defying fortuitous encounters!
"If I can get it …" Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed with unprecedented determination.
Given his current situation, not to mention whether or not he had cultivation resources, he had to be careful.
Even if he did, who knew how long it would take for him to cultivate it step by step.
The only way was to take a gamble and go all out!
If they won, they would be able to lead their entire race away from the lowly status of a slave race.
If he lost, it was just a cheap life.
"What's the point of living like this? I might as well take a gamble!" Tuoba Yu's eyes flickered.
Late at night.
Tuoba Yu left the clan alone in a flash and headed in the direction of the Heavenly Tomb.
…
In the dark valley of the Heavenly Tomb.
Endless chaotic aura surged as all kinds of Order Dao laws intertwined.
It was as if a sleeping god was being nurtured.
At the side, Jun Xiaoyao's slender figure appeared.
It looked slightly illusory.
This was the form formed by Jun Xiaoyao's Essence Spirit.
"Not bad. The harvest this time is too great. My cultivation has already risen to the Quasi-Supreme stage," Jun Xiaoyao muttered.
One had to know that Jun Xiaoyao was not even 30 years old.
He had stepped into the Quasi-Supreme stage at such a young age.
He was simply the only one in history.
One could not find a single one in history.
Even those seed-level paragons and young Paragons were at least hundreds or thousands of years old.
There were even some who were a few thousand years old.
It was just that compared to the lifespan of cultivators, they were very young.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was really young. It was not just relative.
Even if he was 100 years old, Jun Xiaoyao was still very young.
"And this is not the limit. With the expansion of the innerverse, I don't even need to deliberately cultivate and my realm will rise."
Jun Xiaoyao sighed. He was shocked by his own talent.
He did not need to cultivate and was stronger than other people who cultivated hard even when lying down.
He was so monstrous.
"And my innerverse has finally transformed into a microscopic world." Jun Xiaoyao noticed another point.
Previously, after the Lotus Emperor's advice.
Jun Xiaoyao also understood that the innerverse was also divided into levels.
Microscopic world, Minor Chiliocosm, Medium Chiliocosm, Greater Chiliocosm, Single Universe, Multiverse, and so on.
Previously, Jun Xiaoyao's innerverse could not even be considered a microscopic world. It could only be considered an inner space.
But now, after being nourished by the Tree of World.
Jun Xiaoyao's innerverse expanded rapidly, covering an area of more than ten light-years. It had already reached the level of a microscopic world.
There were also various material rules and Yin and Yang rules in it.
Jun Xiaoyao was now considered to have stepped into the threshold.
But in comparison, people of the same generation had not even opened up their innerverse.
Jun Xiaoyao had surpassed his peers by too much.
"The Chaotic Physique formed by the Chaotic Green Lotus should take shape in a few months."
"However, the Sacred Body of the Ancients integrated with the Origin of Tao will probably take some time to completely transform into a Quasi-Innate Sacred Body of Tao."
Jun Xiaoyao estimated.
However, this was also part of his plan.
After all, this was his physical body. There was no difference.
When the Chaotic Physique and the Quasi-Innate Sacred Body of Tao merged, he would probably be able to defeat everything.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was bored to death.
Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Interesting. I didn't expect that someone would dare to come to this forbidden area with a mortal body."
Jun Xiaoyao did not know the situation of this forbidden area.
However, he also knew that this was definitely an ancient forbidden area of the Foreign Realm.
However, it was such a dangerous place that a young man who had not even reached the ninth level of the Connected Sacred Realm dared to barge in.
It was no different from courting death.
Jun Xiaoyao spread out his divine mind and immediately locked onto the young man.
It was the young man of the Black Skin Clan, Tuoba Yu.
His face was handsome and there was a look of determination.
Moreover, his cultivation level was mediocre.
"This …"
Jun Xiaoyao had a sense of déjà vu.
Wasn't this the standard character setting of a protagonist?
Entering the forbidden area, narrowly escaping death, accidentally obtaining an opportunity, and then defying the heavens to change his fate and become a person above others.
However, the only thing he could be sure of was.
This young man did not have such great luck.
He was not like Long Aotian or Wang Teng.
"The young man of the slave clan is a good candidate for preaching."
"Moreover, it is quite interesting to personally create a Son of Luck."
Jun Xiaoyao still needed to collect the power of faith to irrigate the Seed of Faith.
It was time for him to set up a chess piece.
This Tuoba Yu was a suitable candidate.
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