Wuniao Star, located in the Dark Demon Domain—Klaka Star System, is home to various races, among which the Golden Scale Clan has a Star System Level expert, causing the Golden Scale Clan to suddenly expand and become the strongest race in the Klaka Star System.

As the Golden Scale Clan grew stronger, they began attacking other races, killing their experts and capturing the weak to become slaves to trade for soul coins, leaving many weaker races in the Klaka Star System in dire straits.

The Silver Clan is also one of these unfortunate races, suffering great losses as countless young men and women were captured by the Golden Scale Clan and sold as slaves.

Slave auctions are divided into three types: The first involves beautiful young girls being bought by some evil cultivators, serving as cultivation tripod furnaces or concubines, enduring unspeakable torment beyond death, and is a tragic fate.

The second involves being sold to slave arenas, branded with seals, undergoing brutal duels for some people's entertainment, allowing the arenas to earn soul coins.

The third, relatively better than the first two, involves various forces or families purchasing many young cultivators, branding them with spiritual marks, turning them into death soldiers for family forces, undergoing devilish training to help the family forces vie for interests.

Yet, for these ill-fated races, any type of fate is unbearable pain.

On a giant star, the headquarters of the Golden Scale Clan, buildings sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and their warriors patrolled the perimeter with stringent defenses.

A massive dark spaceship hovered above the headquarters, the residence of the Golden Scale Clan Leader.

"I want to see the Clan Leader!" A man with a severed arm, dressed in dark golden armor, flew to the spacecraft's upper sky and was immediately blocked by two Clan Guards.

The two Clan Guards looked at his severed arm, frowning slightly, harboring a vague sense of unease.

"Wait here, and I'll report to the Clan Leader!" One Clan Guard immediately flew into the spaceship's interior.

A moment later, the same Clan Guard flew back out, looked at the one-armed youth, and said: "The Clan Leader lets you in!" The one-armed youth was one of the Clan Guards who escaped from the Golden Scale Clan base on Tan Liu Star but had an arm cut off by the Silver Queen during the battle, his aura extremely weak. He barely managed to seize a flying device and rushed to the Golden Scale Clan's headquarters to report the situation.

Inside the spacecraft, the vast space had been transformed into a grand and luxurious palace. The floor was padded with unknown beast fur, with several black pillars standing on either side, the pillar tops burning with cyan flames, imbuing the entire palace with a strange aura.

In front of the palace, a giant throne floated in midair, surrounded by purple curtains obscuring sight. Faint sounds of playful girl laughter and loud laughter could be heard from within.

The one-armed youth reached the palace, went directly to one knee, and said, "This subordinate greets the Clan Leader!" At this time, the sound in the throne stopped, and then the curtains, moving without wind, slowly lifted to the sides, and a tall, robust man flew out barefoot, adorned in only a luxurious robe, strangely with three golden horns on his forehead, a fearsome sight, with a commanding presence without anger.

"Hmm, you are a guard from Tan Liu Star? Why have you come to see me?"

The man before him was the Clan Leader of the Golden Scale Clan and a top expert in the Klaka Star System, Qiu Huo.

"Clan Leader, Lord Kuhan has been killed, our base on Tan Liu Star was attacked... All the slaves have escaped, and our Golden Scale Clan Guards suffered heavy casualties." The one-armed youth bowed his head and said solemnly.

"What did you say?" Qiu Huo's face tightened, and he roared, a powerful suppression instantly sweeping across the entire palace, causing the one-armed youth below to feel a heavy pressure, his bones making creaking sounds from the immense force.

"My brother is dead? Someone dared to go to Tan Liu Star and take those slaves away, damn it!" Qiu Huo took a deep breath to control the erupting True Yuan, and the one-armed youth felt his body relax.

"Tell me who dared to go to Tan Liu Star to rescue those damned slaves!" Qiu Huo's gaze was penetrating, fixedly staring at the one-armed youth, his face exuding a chilling aura.

The one-armed youth said, "It was... It was the people of the Silver Clan, the Silver Queen from their clan, but she found a strong expert from somewhere, and Lord Kuhan died at that person's hands."

"A Star System Level Expert?" Qiu Huo frowned with his cyan eyebrows, falling into deep thought. In the Klaka Star System, he knew no more than five Star System Level experts, and those experts shouldn't dare to directly confront the Golden Scale Clan.

"He seemed to be at the Star Sea Level Early Stage, but his combat power was exceptionally fierce!" The one-armed youth said with difficulty.

"Hmm?"

Qiu Huo's frown deepened, wondering how a Star Sea Level Early Stage cultivator dared to challenge the Golden Scale Clan, especially since Kuhan, a Star Sea Level High, died by that person's hand.

"A Star Sea Level Early Stage able to kill Kuhan must have some formidable treasure." Qiu Huo said calmly, but in the depths of his dark golden eyes, a touch of greedy desire slipped across, seeming to have forgotten about Kuhan's death. Kuhan was his half-brother, and their relationship was very close, but for cultivators, their lifespans are incredibly long, and in such extremely long lives, familial affections become exceedingly thin, and if one's cultivation is not sufficient, it will inevitably lead to the depletion of Life Span; Kuhan's death was far less than the anger of being challenged.

"Good, very good, the Silver Clan and that mysterious expert... I will definitely squeeze the life out of them with my own hands and make them regret their past mistakes."

Qiu Huo said coldly, exuding endless killing intent. As he spoke, a girl with a charming face suddenly flew in front of Qiu Huo from above the throne, her pretty face revealing a look of fear.

"Are you from the Silver Clan?" Qiu Huo stared at the petite girl with a gaze as cold as ice and said.

"Lord... Lord spare me..." Enveloped and fixed by True Yuan, the girl's face showed a terrifying expression, her pupils contracted, filled with terror in her silver eyes. Qiu Huo's mouth curled into a cruel arc, and True Yuan suddenly contracted, the formidable True Yuan instantly causing the girl to explode into a fog of blood. Seeing this, the one-armed youth's face suddenly turned white, transforming into a streak of flowing light, directly rushing toward Qiu Huo. His remaining arm gathered a dense True Yuan, like a blade, slicing toward Qiu Huo's throat. "This little trick, did you think I couldn't see through it?" Qiu Huo coldly watched the approaching one-armed youth, snorted, and exuded dense True Yuan, transforming into two large hands, directly binding the one-armed youth, tearing him in half, blood spraying everywhere.

It turned out this youth had been deliberately let go by Lin Mo and controlled by spiritual power, just to explore the Golden Scale Clan's old nest and see what strength Qiu Huo of the Golden Scale Clan possessed.