"Madman, get out of my way!" "Life for a life, it’s worth it... I, Xing, am no longer worthy of living in this world!" The screams echoed endlessly, and the battlefield suddenly turned one-sided. If these Innate Myths and Infinite Qi joined forces to resist, they could indeed battle the Greedy Demon God for a long time, perhaps even exhaust Lu Yuan’s Life Force to death! But now, they all wanted to flee, and as a result, were destroyed one by one. [Powerful Wind], the greatest ability of the ages, was fully verified at this moment, as Lu Yuan alone confronted a crowd of experts as if entering a realm without adversaries. The skies shifted, outside the Xuluo Map, clouds gathered layer upon layer, like city walls, seeming like the world’s sobbing, or as if Pangu Continent was instinctively changing to hide the emergence of [Powerful Wind]. Even those [Demons] joined the battle, cunningly restraining from the shadows, buying time for the Greedy Demon God. Lu Yuan was like fire incarnate, his eyes as deep as the starry sea, striking down men and seizing their corpses. He seemed like a madman surging out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire, with an overwhelming presence akin to a legendary God of slaughter! [Hold on, we surrender! We’re willing to sign a Slave Contract, live or die, at your discretion!] The Evil Dragon Emperor panicked, having never encountered such a formidable person, not even finding such strength during the First Epoch. [All my race’s wealth, I’ll give it all to you! Including the divine weapons in my hand, I’ll offer them all!] [My race also knows ancient secrets! Spare my life, spare me!] The Ancient Insect shouted loudly, [Kill them, show no mercy!] Lu Yuan’s killing intent was too strong, engaging in frenzied slaughter without a hint of restraint; the possessors of Infinite Qi must be completely annihilated! Their presence would affect the lifespan of the Epoch! Heads rolled, and blood drenched the earth. The Evil Dragon Emperor begged for mercy once more, and it was not until the last sentence that slightly touched Lu Yuan’s heart. [My race also has connections with the Fallen Civilization! If you kill me, you sever the link, and they’ll hide in the shadows again, making it hard to root them out!] [These Fallen... they’re even stronger than you all, relics from several past Epochs...] Lu Yuan’s brow furrowed, unsure if what the opponent said was true. At that moment, a group from the Turtle Civilization entered the mist and was stunned by the sight of the mountain of corpses and sea of fire. What kind of earth-shattering battle is this? The hard white jade tiles were scraped off layer by layer, stained with bloody mud. The intense rule turbulence almost left them breathless. Even more shocking was that Lu Yuan actually won, his violent aura enveloping the entire Mist Space, with killing intent pervasive, as if the world had plunged into a bitter winter, the bright red unclear whether it was the enemy’s blood or their own. "[Powerful Wind] has finally resurfaced... what an aura..." "Luckily, luckily, the outside is shielded by the Xuluo Map, or the consequences would be unimaginable!" the Turtle People thought inwardly. He knew the flaw of [Powerful Wind], it requires consuming Life Force, and Lu Yuan’s usage of this ability might not last long, possibly even leading to total exhaustion! And yet, the surviving Evil Dragon Emperor didn’t dare to gamble on how long Lu Yuan could maintain this state, continuing to plead desperately: [Your strength is formidable, but facing the Fallen, individual prowess is meaningless, throughout the ages...] He hesitated: [My ancient race still holds value!] Lu Yuan asked coldly, "What are the Fallen?" At this moment, Life Force was consumed too greatly, his mind muddled, barely able to hold on, but he knew he had to persevere, to learn more of the truth. [This matter was just recently investigated by my ancient race.] [The source of that Infinite Qi... is quite odd!] [Originally, the Dark Sea was hidden, unknown, so why did Infinite Qi suddenly become widespread on Pangu Continent? There must be a great secret within... our race spent a long time investigating and finally found some traces, there is a race called the Ghost Race... that’s all I can say! Or it will attract their attention!] [Also, the Moon... it’s a relic left by the Tower Top Civilization, why was it lost? How can the Moon be reclaimed?] [Just spare me, let me live, and I’ll reveal the whole truth!] Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍 The Evil Dragon Emperor continuously begged for mercy, as the sixteen possessors of Infinite Qi, five Innate Myths, and eight Acquired Myths, now only left him surviving. He no longer harbors any thought of resistance, only hoping to survive! [Moreover, you only need to sign that contract, I’m willing to become your servant, permanently serving, never harboring disloyalty.] Lu Yuan’s consciousness began to blur, though he wanted to know the answers, he also knew that once he fainted, leaving this person alive would be planting trouble. As for the Slave Contract, he instinctively rejected such things. "If ancient races still exist, the future alliance would be difficult to establish." Lu Yuan quickly recognized the stakes, "My gains from this are sufficient. As for more intelligence, since they can investigate, I certainly can too." A huge hand suddenly reached out, red wind like blades, pierced toward the opponent’s head. The Evil Dragon Emperor resisted desperately, but facing Lu Yuan’s final strike, he was like an insect rebelling against a giant, with his soul perishing in an instant. The many Turtle People were shocked, swallowing saliva one after another. The terror of [Powerful Wind] must be witnessed firsthand to comprehend its mighty power, a presence akin to dimensional reduction strike.