Chapter 464: The ancient ruins of the human race are a legacy



Above a galaxy near the Black Cloud Galaxy.

Jiang Li's energy surged continuously. Like a demon god, he slowly appeared before the Qingyu tribe member who was pretending to be a human genius. A cold look emerged in his eyes as he asked calmly, "You'd better answer every question. If you hesitate for even a moment, my sword will be more than willing to drink the enemy's blood. If you lose your life then, it will be your own fault."

Hearing this, the Qingyu tribe member who was kneeling on the ground nodded repeatedly. He was extremely afraid of death and had cultivated all four magical powers just to escape. Now that he saw a glimmer of hope, it didn't matter if he leaked some information, as long as he could save his life.

"very good!"

Jiang Li said coldly, "You slaughtered a small portion of the human race's galaxies. You should have destroyed at least tens of thousands of stars, right? Where are the Star Patrollers guarding them?"

"He's dead! I used illusion to pretend to be a genius of the human race. He believed me, and under my sneak attack, he died without a burial place. After killing him, hundreds of millions of humans died in our hands. I still have the weapons of that genius of the human race in my storage space. I had intended to keep them as collections, but unfortunately, he was captured by you." The Qingyu tribe member confessed honestly.

"Oh, so you're targeting me for this?"

Jiang Li suddenly realized, but a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, we have tried to cheat you several times but failed, so we came here to try our luck. After learning that you killed Mo Xita, several members of the Purple Thunder Clan were furious and clamored to avenge their fellow tribesmen. So we resorted to the same trick and prepared to deceive your trust, then smash your body into pieces and sacrifice your life to Mo Xita." The Qingyu Clan member continued to respond.

"So... Mo Xita is a remarkable figure in the Purple Thunder Clan..."

"I seem to have heard several people calling his name."

"Could it be that he is the son of some important person?"

Jiang Li expressed his inner doubts. Ever since he killed the other party, every time he took action to kill the Purple Thunder Clan members, the other party would be excited. Not only did their fighting power increase greatly, but they even looked at him with hatred in their eyes. Isn't this a member of the Five-Pattern Purple Thunder Clan?

If a human being is released, he will just be a genius with five supernatural powers.

It’s not that extreme, right?

There must be something else behind this.

It's definitely not that simple!!

As expected.

The Qingyu clan member hesitated for a moment, enduring the pain from his wound. He slowly looked towards Jiang Li and said with a serious expression, "Although I'm very reluctant to tell you this, my life and property are now in your hands. Telling it would be a grave sin, but if I lose my life, even if I've committed a grave sin, it's nothing more than death. So, of course I can tell you."

After hearing this, Jiang Li nodded and said, "You are a smart person."

"To be honest, there are twelve Demon Lords in the Purple Thunder Clan, each of whom is at the Law Realm. They are the mid-level rulers of the Purple Thunder Clan, and they have many descendants, all of whom are extremely talented. When they were young, they were able to sweep away the younger generation. They are truly terrifying."

"Perhaps it's because of God's jealousy of talented people. Although the Twelve Demon Lords have many descendants, they are indeed prone to dying young. Those who can reach adulthood often automatically become powerful masters of the supernatural power realm!"

"But they need an enormous amount of energy, so the Twelve Demon Lords naturally give them focused training and numerous cultivation resources for their growth. Each of them is highly regarded by the Purple Thunder Clan and is a powerful genius in their eyes, with an extremely noble status. Killing the descendants of the Twelve Demon Lords is a grave sin!"

"Now if you are in the depths of the ancient human ruins."

"Perhaps they will be killed by the younger generation of the Purple Thunder Clan!"

"Although you are extremely powerful, two fists cannot defeat four hands. In addition, your race is at a disadvantage on the battlefield today. You may die without a burial place."

The eyes of the Qingyu people were extremely cautious. When they looked at Jiang Li, it was as if they were looking at a dead man. You know, the descendants of the Twelve Demon Lords were all extremely powerful and had great backgrounds. Now, it was too arrogant for such a human genius to kill the other party.

In the future, such a human genius will inevitably die at the hands of the Purple Thunder Clan.

"So that's what it is like! You must have entered the ruins of the ancient human race, right?"

Jiang Li had anticipated Mo Xita's identity, so he was neither hurried nor slow. He slowly asked this question under Ji Danyun's surprised gaze.

"Of course! I've been in there before!"

The Qingyu people were astonished. "Why don't I see the slightest fear in your eyes? You've caused such a disaster! You should be terrified and begging me not to reveal your whereabouts. Why are you so calm now?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Answer me first!"

Seeing that the other party was trying to change the subject, Jiang Li couldn't help but snort coldly, and a sharp sword energy emerged from his body. The other party was caught off guard and wailed in agony, falling into extreme pain.

"I tell you! I tell you!"

"Constrain the sword energy in you!"

"I'm seriously injured now! If this continues, I'll die!"

The Qingyu tribe member was in great pain. To avoid enduring the pain, he couldn't help but confess, "Of course I've entered that ancient human ruin! To be more precise, most of our alien geniuses have entered! We've also taken out many of our ancestors' remains!"

"They willingly acknowledged humanity as their master during our glorious era. After committing suicide, they gave their bodies to us to make armor and weapons. This is a great humiliation for us, but these are the armor left by our ancestors after all, so we have stored them in our storage spaces."

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