There are actually many reasons why you've lived to be two thousand years old, such as the extremely rare life-extending resources that appeared in the Battle of Ten Thousand Races, or some special products from other domains... but those are not important.

[Because you were indeed implanted with the Demon Egg, that's the simplest and easiest excuse.]

[This will transform you from "the savior of humanity" into "a treacherous demon spy."]

[You've been wronged, but many powerful figures have benefited.]

As for resources? The Devouring Beasts have been gone for nearly five hundred years, and the environment has begun to recover. New Yuan Crystal deposits have been discovered deep within the earth, and with deliberate cultivation, various martial arts resources have also begun to regenerate.

The second-realm resources you brought back from the battlefield of ten thousand races... are now merely icing on the cake.

[Your value is now less than the destiny of humanity you bear!]

Yun Shou: "..."

Tired, let's destroy it.

The betrayal plot may have been late, but it finally arrived.

I have not wronged the world, yet the world has wronged me. How could such a messed-up thing happen to him?

Ming Lao Jiu only wanted a peaceful old age, to die surrounded by human children.

Well... although he would turn into a demon the moment he died, he at least had a wonderful old age before that.

As a result, because of the "racial luck blessing" setting, some people forgot their roots for the sake of profit, a bunch of pure villains!

You look around; Chu He's son is nowhere to be seen, nor is Jiang Yue Li. You suspect this is the work of a small group, but you're not sure.

On this day, a great battle will erupt. Though you are old and frail, you still possess the strength to fight.

Two of the five overlords are even at the mid-stage; in their eyes, this is a sure thing, since you are not a true third-realm cultivator.

[However, the battle is one-sided. You launched the fight outside the city, and the most common tactic of the overlords—controlling ten thousand units of matter—is ineffective in this era of scarce spiritual energy. They can only fight you with their own stored spiritual power.]

[You're not actually lacking in elemental power. Your true strength lies in your physical combat abilities; elemental power is merely used to assist in flight and directional changes.]

[However, with the enhancement of more than twenty times the essence, the combat power of the Yuan Force barely reached the Overlord level.]

[In the end, you killed the two weakest early-stage Overlords and fled far away. The remaining three were filled with terror and dared not pursue you any further.]

In 4988, you felt like a lonely wandering soul, traversing this vast land. You visited some smaller settlements, places where advanced formations wouldn't be set up to intercept your vital energy.

[You've heard that some powerful figures are causing trouble, denouncing a certain pioneering organization for mistreating its meritorious members. But then a supreme being speaks out: "Those aren't meritorious members; they're demonic spies who have been hiding for hundreds of years, disguised as humans, but not really!"]

It's hard to say whether there are even twenty remaining beings in the four realms of the entire Azure Domain. There are probably no more than five human supreme beings. If even one of them speaks, it would be enough to suppress any dissent.

[Even though they haven't contributed much in the last few hundred years, they've only been using massive amounts of vital energy to prolong their lives.]

In 4997, as your reputation continued to decline, you knew there was no hope left, so you decided to return to the lower realm and live out the rest of your life in peace.

[You didn't plan to return to the Cloud Realm, just to avoid any traps, so you only glanced at it from afar at the spatial passage—just a glance.]

You still can't forget the most difficult times, the days spent fishing on the vast, green lake.

Yun Shou: "If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected is about to happen."

[You've been ambushed by the Supreme Being.]

"What did I say again?"

A supreme being named "Wu Guiren," also known as "Shenwu Supreme," ascended to this position a thousand years ago.

[The martial arts expert first and foremost thanks you. If it weren't for you transporting martial arts resources for the past few centuries, supplying the majority to him, he would have had to plunder lower-level resources to maintain his strength and prevent it from declining. But doing so would earn him the wrath of both heaven and man.]

He became a supreme being by virtue of the human race's fortune; once he loses that fortune, he will find it difficult to advance any further!

Then, Wu Guiren began to reprimand you, saying that you occupied the hopes of countless humans, yet you failed to improve, wasting that fortune. You should relinquish it and allow others to progress.

Luck is something ethereal yet real; it generally exists as an individual's, a group's, or something gained after surviving perilous situations, and so on.

It cannot increase an individual's combat power, but it can subtly reduce the difficulty of breaking through realms and increase the probability of "sudden enlightenment," allowing martial artists to go further and to higher levels.

However, luck doesn't equate to good fortune. Even with high luck, misfortune can still strike: it only means that breaking through to the fourth or fifth realm is easier, not that you'll live to see it.

The "blessing of fortune" in places like the Battlefield of a Hundred Races is not the same as the human race's fortune mentioned above; they are just the same name. The former is a reward system based on kill points.

Finally, the Supreme Martial Artist gave you two paths.

[Firstly, you are responsible for transporting resources for him on the battlefield of ten thousand races to prevent you from staying there and not returning. He will use Jiang Yueli and others as hostages. If you continue to serve him at the same efficiency as before for another hundred years, he will completely let you go, excluding clearing your name.]

[Secondly, if you truly cannot contribute to him, he won't kill you outright, but will lock you away somewhere and let you spend the rest of your life in peace.]

The second reason isn't that he spared your life out of mercy, but rather that you once carried a great destiny. As the supreme ruler of humanity, he dared not kill you, and didn't even want others to act, thus indirectly implicating him.

Anyway, he's already realized that you don't have much time left to live, at most a hundred years or so.

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