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Chapter 117: The Void Realm Expelled from the List, the Demon Realm!
The Tiger Demon tells you.
Actually, what's called soul dissipation is merely a superficial phenomenon.
The fundamental reason is that no matter which world it is, as long as a living being exists, after death, its soul will be sensed by the Netherworld and then taken away.
Some powerful beings have methods to delay being sensed, or even evade the Netherworld's detection.
But such existences are extremely rare in every world.
Going against the rules of heaven and earth, how could that be easy?
"So how come none of you were taken away?"
"Because the Demon World was destroyed, expunged from the Void Realm. The Netherworld can't even sense the Demon World anymore, so how could it sense us, these lonely, wandering ghosts within the Demon World?"
You hear the term "Void Realm" again.
"So, the Void Realm is a broad designation. The Human World, the Demon World, they are all types of Void Realms. The Netherworld governs the souls of the dead from all Void Realms."
"You really are from the Human World. What irony. I, Hu Tiangong, died by human hands, so I suppose I died as I deserved."
"What do you mean by that?"
"The human and demon tribes are ancestral enemies. Thirty thousand years ago, our Demon Tribe's Great Emperor led our entire race in launching a World War against you humans. The result was mutual destruction, and the legacies of both sides were severed."
"So the demon tribe in the Human World are invasive species... Huh? Little Wan, didn't you say you'd never seen a large-scale otherworld invasion? Lying to me again?"
Seeing your materialist iron fist starting to rub menacingly again, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner retorts.
"Thirty thousand years ago! I wasn't around back then!"
Hu Tiangong continues.
"When we retreated, it's true a portion of the Demon Tribe didn't have time to leave and remained over there. Are they still there now?"
"Alive and well, occupying territory even larger than the lands we humans claim for ourselves."
"Hahaha! Good, good, good! This is truly the only good news I've heard in thirty thousand years."
You really want to refine this guy immediately, but this tiger demon calling himself Hu Tiangong clearly knows a lot of information.
Having been a lonely, wandering ghost for thirty thousand years, Hu Tiangong has seen through everything. Now he just wants to be liberated as soon as possible. He answers whatever you ask, with nothing left to hide.
According to Hu Tiangong's own account, back then he was just an insignificant military commander under the Demon Emperor, who followed the Demon Emperor in the attack on the Human World.
That's why he can speak the human language.
In that grand, tragic World War, Hu Tiangong, covered in wounds, barely survived and managed to withdraw from the Human World.
The Demon Emperor, the Human Emperor, and the top-tier powerhouses of both sides almost all perished in that World War.
The demon tribesmen who withdrew wanted to recuperate and attack the Human World another day.
Unexpectedly, just as the Demon Tribe withdrew, another group of aliens had already descended upon the Demon World ahead of time.
They were fresh and rested, their blades sharp, their armies pressing down on the borders.
The Demon Tribe, having just suffered a crushing defeat in the Human World, with their leadership decimated, their elites lost, and their numbers drastically reduced, were slaughtered by them down to the last chicken and dog.
Hu Tiangong was killed during this period.
"They were a bunch of guys who looked like upright-walking lizards. I don't know when they infiltrated our Demon World, but their destruction of us was clearly premeditated."
You take a brush and a sheet of drawing paper from your Storage Ring and quickly sketch a soulful masterpiece with swift hand movements.
"Are the aliens you mentioned, did they look like this?" ๐ป๐โฏโฏ๐ค๐๐๐๐ฐ๐๐๐.๐ธ๐๐ฎ
You sketch the general appearance of the Dragon-Man race.
Although extremely abstract, Hu Tiangong understands.
"Yes! Are they in the Human World too? Has the Human World been destroyed as well?"
"Not yet..."
You recall what the Shen Family Founding Ancestor said, that the Qiankun Mirror once prophesied the Human World would face an apocalyptic disaster within a hundred years.
Could it be the same as the Demon Tribe, destroyed by the Dragon-Man race?
"There's one thing I don't understand. Even if the Dragon-Man race killed all the Demon Tribe, what does that have to do with the world being destroyed? Doesn't the Demon World still exist? How could that cause the Netherworld to be unable to sense you?"
Hu Tiangong sighs helplessly.
"That's all I know. Back when I followed the Demon Emperor, I learned about the existence of the Netherworld. I only know that if it weren't for the world being expunged, the Netherworld wouldn't have abandoned us."
You look up at the sky.
"Another year has passed in the blink of an eye, approaching the sexagenary cycle year again. Time for the elderly group keywords to make their appearance."