"The weak deserve to die; the strong seize everything!"

"Realm Master..."

The young cultivator seemed to feel the trace of despair and sorrow deep in the middle-aged cultivator's tone, and couldn't help but show a few traces of sadness on his face.

The middle-aged cultivator slowly raised his head, looking into the dark, vast void, murmuring:

"I, 'Gao Yu', am not a qualified Realm Master. The Stone Poverty Realm is declining in my hands, and now we even need to sell our own people to sustain the cultivation of our descendants... I am ashamed of the ancestors, but no matter what, I must pass down the Stone Poverty Realm!"

"Even if... it means death!"

Hearing the middle-aged cultivator's soft soliloquy, the young cultivator was shaken.

A trace of sorrow flashed in his heart.

They truly were unmitigated weaklings.

But in these chaotic times, can't the weak even hope to live in a corner in peace?

In this Sea of Chaos Realm, where is the land of peace?

Steadily calming his emotions, the young cultivator asked softly:

"Realm Master, since the Three Realms disdain us, and those people from the Eight Heavenly Palaces and Sea Market harbor no good intentions, what should we do next? In case their people really come, we should have a response ready."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged cultivator also came back from his emotions just now, contemplating silently for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"If there is no other way, we can only take the Stone Poverty Realm and migrate towards the Immortal Forbidden Land... Whether the Three Realms or the Eight Heavenly Palaces, they all fear the Immortal Forbidden Land, we can only use them to ward them off."

The young cultivator listened earnestly.

The Immortal Forbidden Land is indeed terrifying, but at least all these years here, nothing has happened.

Compared to the unknown horrors of the Immortal Forbidden Land, they fear the darkness of the human heart even more.

"By the way, Wanyue Mountain is gone, have you heard any news from the Demon Capturing Path?"

"The Demon Capturing Path is only slightly stronger than Wanyue Mountain, with Wanyue Mountain disappearing into thin air, they should be even more nervous."

The middle-aged cultivator suddenly thought of something and asked.

The young cultivator showed a look of shame upon hearing this:

"Disciple has not yet gone to investigate, I will go immediately."

The middle-aged cultivator nodded slowly, his tone changed slightly, speaking gently:

"When you go to the Demon Capturing Path, you can also inform them that with the Sea of Chaos Realm in disarray, when necessary, a few families around us can form an alliance for mutual attack and defense, supporting each other to avoid being wiped out inexplicably."

The young cultivator solemnly replied:

"Yes, disciple understands, I will go immediately."

After speaking, he dared not delay any further and was about to transform into a rainbow and fly away.

Only to be stopped by the middle-aged cultivator:

"Let me write a letter, deliver it to them, give it to the Taoist Venerate Shu of the Demon Capturing Path."

To avoid offending the Taoist Master of the Three Realms, the head of the Demon Capturing Path must change to Taoist Venerate as well.

At that moment, he took out a sheet of paper, forming a pen with his fingers across the air, writing fluidly in one go.

The young cultivator immediately took the letter and hurriedly left the Stone Poverty Realm.

Watching the young cultivator's back disappear quickly through the formation, the middle-aged cultivator stood with hands behind his back, looking up into the vast void, sighing deeply:

"Stone Poverty Realm, where exactly will you go in the future?"

"Ancestors, do you have any guidance for me?"

"Disciple, I truly don't know..."

Yet at this moment, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"No instructions, but I do have a bright path here, does Taoist Friend Gao have any interest?"

The middle-aged cultivator's heart suddenly trembled.

He turned around sharply, a Class V Dao Domain instantly covering the sky.

He looked gravely towards the source of the voice.

Only to see a dwarf cultivator with a short stature and an unusually ugly face standing in the void, smiling at him.

And beside him, a peculiar lizard, as tall as a person, lay silently in the void, its entire body covered in countless golden double-pupiled eyes, which slowly turned and then looked at him simultaneously.

Quietly observing.

Cold and indifferent.

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