Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 712 - 617 Hunting the Human Race _2

Clack, clack!

At this moment, a young man walked in with soft footsteps, appearing to be in his early twenties. His skin radiated a bronze hue, looking rugged yet straightforward. He approached the elder and said, "Master, I recently stepped into the realm of a Golden Warrior."

There was unspeakable joy in his words.

Among the Human Race, Totem cultivation is fundamental. By worshipping totems, one obtains Totem Blood.

Using Totem Blood as a foundation, one carves totem patterns on the body, further triggering the transformation of the physical body, thus breaking the shackles of the flesh and becoming a Totem Warrior.

Totem Warriors are divided into Black Iron Warrior, Bronze Warrior, Silver Warrior, Golden Warrior, and Platinum Warrior.

The Platinum Warrior is the pinnacle of Totem Warriors.

This young man, barely over a hundred years old, naturally felt indescribable joy upon becoming a Golden Warrior. Reporting his achievement to his teacher carried a hint of pride.

The elder sighed, "Golden Warrior, so what? The Heaven's calamity is about to begin!"

The young man said, "Once I browsed through some books that described the Heaven's calamity. It stated that after every interval, there is an invasion by Outer Realm Evil Demons, who invade the Human Race territory and slaughter wantonly. Every time, powerful figures of the Human Race must pay a tremendous price to repel the Outer Realm Evil Demons and preserve the spark of our race's immortality!"

"According to the calculations, at most, in a decade or so, the Heaven's calamity will descend... but I am not afraid, and I will fight the Outer Realm Evil Demons to the end."

The elder laughed, "Child, you should fear a little! I've survived until now because I'm cautious and evade during times of catastrophe; only this way have I lived until now. As for those fearless warriors, they perished long ago at the hands of the Outer Realm Evil Demons. Often, dying trying is useless; struggle is in vain."

"Child, you must learn to adapt!"

The young man replied, "Teacher, I cannot do it!"

The elder laughed, "You, you're still too young. When you live to be five hundred, you will understand all this. Evading is not out of fear, but because it's the only way. Life leaves few choices. Do you wish to know the truth about the world?"

"The truth about the world?"

The young man slightly frowned and said, "Teacher, what do you want to say?"

The elder said, "We are merely livestock for the Outer Realm Evil Demons, reared and maintained!"

The young man shouted, "Impossible, impossible!"

The elder laughed, "Nothing is impossible, now let me show you the truth of the world?"

He activated the Secret Technique, pressing on the disciple's shoulder, connecting their Divine Souls.

Instantly, their perspectives merged together.

The young man saw above the sky, sealed Arrays, the gray mist at the world's end, and Outer Realm Evil Demons patrolling the outer membrane of the world. These demons had beautiful wings; some wings were white, some silver, some gold, and some blood-red. The more wings, the stronger their cultivation.

The perspective changed, and he saw their lips moving slightly, as if discussing something.

As he understood lip reading, he deciphered what the two were conversing about.

But precisely because he understood, the young man's heart trembled with anger.

He seemed to be enraged to the extreme.

In their conversation, it was revealed that periodically, cultivators would enter this world to harvest livestock.

These livestock were considered as certain medicinal materials, used for refining Elixirs.

At each harvesting time, ninety-nine percent of the Human Race would be taken, leaving less than one percent to act as seeds for cultivation; after some time, when the Human Race restored its vitality and population peaked again, harvesting would recommence.

Time after time, ceaseless Reincarnations.

The visual link dissipated, and the young man shouted angrily, "Master, they actually see us as livestock! I want to kill them!"

The elder laughed, "Haha, I also wanted to kill them, but it's impossible. Out cultivation system of Totem Technique here was imparted by those Outer Realm Evil Demons, with defects and flaws in the techniques easily suppressed by the demons. Likewise, the Totem cultivation method's limit is only to become a Platinum Warrior!"

"But in the eyes of the Outer Realm Evil Demons, Platinum Warriors are only suitable as mid-level opponents."

"Outer Realm Evil Demons only need to dispatch a single strong individual to annihilate all our elites. Of course, those powerful demons won't do that but rather let some juniors enter this pasture to continually hunt and slay us, honing the outstanding figures among their ranks!"

"Once, my father and my brother also wanted to fight back, but they all died in battle!"

"I survived by hiding in secret places, narrowly escaping death. Over the years, I've cultivated diligently, attempting to break through shackles to surpass Platinum Warrior, but I failed. This world is suppressed, and the maximum is only at the peak of a Platinum Warrior."

"How can these demons allow livestock to transcend their control!"

While speaking, a trace of anger flashed in the elder's eyes, along with helplessness.

Once, he also rebelled, but the so-called resistance was weak and powerless, unable to harm the enemy in the slightest, gradually becoming numb.

"Child, I have established a Secret Realm that can perfectly conceal your aura, allowing you to evade being hunted... As for me, I'm already twelve hundred years old, most probably only having a century of life left! Before I die, I'll fight desperately, hunting some Outer Realm Evil Demons!"