novelzi Chapter 417: Humiliated
Chapter 417: Humiliated
Chapter 417: Humiliated
The Fey Kings and Great Feys roared in satisfaction.
They had long become accustomed to devouring young humans, becoming second nature to the Fey Kings and Great Feys present.
Piles of human bones lay outside the lavish palaces, and some chambers even appeared to be constructed from the bones of human cultivators.
Outside the Sacred Soul Continent, the human race crafted exquisite ornaments, flying vessels, and artifacts from Fey Race's bones.
The Fey Race on the Sacred Soul Continent mirrored that practice in their own way.
They took pride in enslaving human women for entertainment and feasting on the flesh and blood of humans.
The Celestial Phoenix had previously managed to curb this vile habit, but after her death, these ancient, depraved practices of the Fey Race took root once more.
The Great Feys and Fey Kings could now relish in their bloodthirsty indulgences completely unchecked.
As Pang Jian watched the howling Great Feys and Fey Kings, his expression darkened, and anger flashed in his eyes.
These Great Feys and Fey Kings flaunted their brutality before him and Hu Yuanfei, despite knowing they were from the Sword Pavilion and part of the human race. This suggested they were even more vicious and unrestrained in private.
If all the Fey Race on the Sacred Soul Continent bore such intense malice toward the human race and took delight in revenge, Pang Jian could almost understand why the True Gods had broken their promises and were unwilling to cede more land to them.
Even races like the Celestial Race, the Demon Scale Race, and the Wood Race merely fought and killed human cultivators. They did not consume human flesh as the Fey Race did.
Pang Jian felt like he was glimpsing scenes from an ancient era—when the Fey Race still ruled the Abyss and feasted upon women from the Celestial, Wood, and Sea Races.
When the foreign races gained dominance, they enslaved the Fey Race as Vicious Beasts, feeding them Bloodthirst Elixirs to make them deadly in battle.
After humans took control, cultivators across the Abyss hunted Fey Race to enhance their cultivation.
Meanwhile, the Fey Race on the Sacred Soul Continent slaughtered humans for entertainment.
Pang Jian felt at a loss.
He was on the path to becoming a World God and the owner of the Gate of the Abyss,
The more brutality he witnessed, the more he found himself uncertain about which path to follow.
He grieved the death of the Rank Ten black turtle and sympathized with the Fey Race that the foreign races slaughtered on the Fey Spirit Continent in an ancient era.
He also felt compassion for the Vicious Beasts forced to consume Bloodthirst Elixirs.
Before this, he believed the humans owed the Fey Race a debt and that, as someone on the path to becoming a World God, it was his duty to secure them their rightful place.
However, this experience told him that if he truly ceded more land to the Fey Race, it would be nothing more than increasing the land on which they could prey on humans for sport.
In that case, it was better not to give it to them at all!
He could no longer discern who was right and who was wrong—the oath-breaking True Gods or the honorable World Gods and the Sword Pavilion.
Hu Yuanfei sighed.
"Things weren't like this when the Celestial Phoenix was still around," she explained to Pang Jian, "The high-ranking Fey Race didn't act this way when she governed the Sacred Soul Continent.
"But after her death, the ancient Thunder Dragon went into deep slumber within the Dragon Lair Sect, and the black turtle...vanished into the bizarre mist, tirelessly searching for new land for the Fey Race.
"Over time, without guidance, the untamed nature of the Great Feys and Fey Kings resurfaced."
Hu Yuanfe was no longer in the mood to speak with Fey King Yuan Min. Turning to the Rank Eight White Python, she asked, "Can we leave?"
***
The Sword Boat that once hovered in the air now lay on the sandy beach of an island on a sunlit, breezy ocean.
Corpses of the young human women Pang Jian had seen on the Rank Eight sea lion's island earlier were strewn all across the beach.
The stench of blood was heavy in the air, though signs of battle were scarce.
Only the human servants attending the Great Feys had died, likely as a display of intimidation.
Fan Chen, Liu Youyu, Dong Tianze, Zhou Qingchen, and the others were unharmed but wore grave expressions.
Zhou Qingchen's and Dong Tianze's clothing were torn, suggesting they had briefly clashed with the Great Feys.
Whoosh!
Pang Jian let out a sigh of relief when he saw they were all unharmed. "Good to see everyone's safe."
"They robbed us of our belongings—the two Fey Race artifacts we found in the stone forest, along with many spirit crystals, pills, and materials," Dong Wenjian said with cold fury. "They still dared to act this way even after I warned them that my ancestor is the True God of the Ancient Law Sect!"
Pang Jian turned to Dong Tianze and Zhou Qingchen. "You two..."
"They treated us worse because we don't have a True God backing us," Zhou Qingchen replied solemnly. "As they put it, Dong Tianze and I would've been killed if we hadn't come on the Sword Boat with you and Hu Yuanfei."
Whoosh!
Hu Yuanfei emerged from the sea soon after.
After briefly assessing the situation, she restarted the Sword Boat and they soon departed from the island.
The atmosphere on the Sword Boat was heavy, with everyone looking displeased.
Fan Chen, Liu Youyu, and Dong Wenjian were all prominent young talents of the major human factions, and it was humiliating for them to have such an experience on their first visit to the Sacred Soul Continent.
What hurt most was the fact that their prestigious status did not affect the Fey Race.
After a long silence, Hu Yuanfei finally said, "There are three Rank Nine Fey Kings at the depths of the sea here. Even joining forces against Yuan Min alone would be a death sentence.
"There are also over a dozen Rank Eight Great Feys. You need a divine artifact to have even a fighting chance against a Rank Eight Fey Race.
"But this is the Sacred Soul Continent, their territory. It's teeming with Fey Kings and Great Feys."
Hu Yuanfei sighed bitterly.
"We have no choice but to endure this. I've informed my master, but he's still recovering from his injuries and can't immediately come to the Sacred Soul Continent.
"Not to mention, you were only robbed, not killed. The True Gods behind you likely won't risk entering the Sacred Soul Continent to confront the Fey Kings over this."
Hu Yuanfei's attempt at pacification fell flat with the group.
"Yuan Min took those Fey Race artifacts and other valuables from you to increase his chances of advancing to a Fey God." Pang Jian frowned. "No one will question his actions If he successfully ascends to the rank of a Fey God.
"And if he fails and another Fey King devours him, he won't have to face the True Gods' wrath.
"He dares to act recklessly because he has nothing to lose either way."
Pang Jian took a deep breath.
"We need to find out who his opponent is and ensure he loses. Only if he dies and has his heart devoured can we wash away the humiliation we've suffered here!"