Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start Chapter 1372 Descendants of the Ancient Human Race!

1372 Descendants of the Ancient Human Race!

Just as Chu Feng was thinking, Hou Wudi continued, "And the Kunlun Sacred Region you just mentioned… It was originally a huge problem."

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Just now, before the Demon King died, he kept looking in the direction of the Kunlun Holy Region. Chu Feng could also sense that there was a strong aura hidden there…

Suddenly, he came to a realization.

"Boss Hou, are you referring to that Demon Prison?!"

Hou Wudi hurriedly nodded.

"That's the thing!"

"It's said that it was once the place where the ancient humans imprisoned and purified the defeated Demon Race. However, as time pa.s.sed, many of the restrictions began to loosen. The suppressed ancient Demon Race experts also began to stir…"

"Previously, because the Abyssal Demon King could not break through the defense of the capital, he wanted to release the Ancient Demons from the Demon Prison."

"It's just that he seemed to have been killed by you before he could succeed."

At this point, Hou Wudi couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, with your current strength, the Demon Prison will probably not be a big problem anymore."

Chu Feng felt ashamed.

Good lord, was he really that charming?

It had only been a short while since they met, and he had only killed one Demon King. Did Hou Wudi trust him so much?

However, from the aura he perceived just now, the other party was at most an ordinary high-level Divine Lord. It was indeed nothing.

When he was free later, he would make a trip there and kill all those restless fellows. Then, there would be peace.

…

Just as Chu Feng and the others were reminiscing with Hou Wudi and the others, in the depths of the Desolate G.o.d Ancient Hall, in a beautiful small world, Lin Xuan was kneeling on the ground with a dejected expression.

In front of him, a slightly illusory white-robed middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.

Lin Xuan kowtowed respectfully and shouted softly, "Master, I'm back."

At this moment, the white-robed middle-aged man slowly turned around. His face was blurry, revealing only a narrow eye that was slightly sinister.

He did not care why Lin Xuan was depressed at all and only asked impatiently, "What happened outside the temple just now?"

"Has the Demon Lord retreated?"

"And who are the young people warmly welcomed by Hou Wudi in the outer hall?"

The series of questions showed that the white-robed middle-aged man was not calm.

Lin Xuan looked at his master, whom he had only met after relentless kowtowing, and felt even more disappointed.

This master of the ancient human race had never cared about him…

Even if he could lose his life at any moment on this mission, when he returned, he still did not receive a word from his master.

A deep breath.

Lin Xuan replied truthfully.

"Master, that Demon King was killed by the young man in the outer hall."

Just one sentence made the white-robed middle-aged man fl.u.s.tered.

"The Demon Lord is dead? How is that possible!"

"That fellow is a genuine high-level Divine Lord! Even in ancient times, he would have been an absolute expert!"

"How can you humans do it with your puny strength?!"

In fact, even Bai Molin, who was also a high-level Divine Lord that claimed to be an orthodox descendant of the ancient human race, was not confident that he could defeat the Demon King.

Otherwise, no matter how much the higher-ups of the human race begged, he would not have been unwilling to go out and fight the Demon Lord these days.

If he was not careful, he might really lose his life!

He would not do such a risky thing!

Furthermore, in his eyes, the current humans could not be considered his own kind at all. They were just some insignificant people with the bloodline of ancient human descendants.

How were they worth his life?!

Because of this, Hou Wudi and the others had no choice but to fight.

Even so, they could only watch helplessly as more than half of Earth was invaded and countless human compatriots died tragically in the mouths of demonic creatures.

At this moment, the situation had suddenly reversed.

The powerful Demon Lord had been killed?

And he had been killed by a young human warrior?

No matter what, Bai Molin could not accept it!

If the other party really had such power, could they, the descendants of the ancient human race, still firmly occupy the greatest opportunity in the Desolate G.o.d Ancient Hall like before…

It was because of the opportunities in the Desolate G.o.d Ancient Hall that he could break through consecutively in this narrow small world and become a high-level Divine Lord…

He also hoped to use it to break through to the Master G.o.d Realm and become a great existence like the ancestor of the human race!

He naturally did not want to see any humans who threatened his opportunity.

"There must be another secret! Otherwise, how can humans be a match for that high-level Demon King with just a few years of cultivation history?!"

"Yes! That must be it!"

Bai Molin still pretended to be calm.

After being together for so long, Lin Xuan naturally knew what his master was thinking. In the end, he could not help but speak.

"Master, Senior Chu Feng is the most monstrous genius in history. Why don't you go out and meet him?"

"At most, you'll allow us other humans to enter the small world to cultivate and split a portion of your opportunities…"

"Shut up!!"

Before Lin Xuan could finish speaking, Bai Molin stopped him angrily.

After countless years, he had long regarded this small world as his most important treasure land!

He treated it as his exclusive property!

Other than the legitimate descendants of the ancient human race who could cultivate here, how could he allow others to take a share?!

Especially those new humans he looked down on from the bottom of his heart?

"Heh! What new human?! Are you planning to forget and disrespect your ancestors?! Ridiculous!!"

The more Bai Molin thought about it, the angrier he became.

He waved his hand and snorted.

"I'm an orthodox descendant of the ancient human race, a clansman of the Desolate G.o.d! My bloodline is the purest. How can I go out and meet a junior?"

"We'll discuss it when he comes to see me!"

Seeing this, Lin Xuan could only kowtow helplessly and slowly get up to leave.

He could tell.

These descendants of the ancient human race were too arrogant. They would definitely get into a conflict with Chu Feng and the other emerging forces.

At that time, it would depend on whose fists were tougher and who had more means.

However, to be honest, although he had only been with Senior Chu Feng for less than half a day, Lin Xuan had a very certain thought… This group of ancient human descendants probably did not have many good days left…

He sighed.

Lin Xuan could only silently leave the small world.

Coincidentally, he met Chu Feng and the others, who were being led around by Hou Wudi.

Chu Feng looked at Lin Xuan, who had suddenly appeared, and the constantly fluctuating world restriction in front of him.

Chu Feng was immediately interested. He looked at Hou Wudi and raised his eyebrows.

"Boss Hou, what is this place?"

"Could the place be where those ancient human descendants live?"

"Tsk tsk, a small world. You're quite generous!"