The Spirit Crow Race Elder remarked with deep emotion.

In fact, becoming a vassal race has long been the dream of many weak races.

After all, it equates to gaining protection from a powerful race, ensuring the safety of their own kind.

The problem is, becoming a vassal race isn't just a matter of wanting it.

Even if one wants to become a vassal, the other party still has to deliberate thoroughly, as there are simply too many races that wish to become vassals, and the Spirit Crow Race barely makes the list.

"Alright then."

Ya Zhao Lin sighed helplessly.

After all, things are as they are now; they had long been caught by the Primordial Talisman Sect, and escaping was simply impossible.

For now, they can only live honestly here.

Hopefully, this Human Sect can make life a bit easier for their Spirit Crow Race.

...

Days passed.

Ya Zhao Lin also registered with the Primordial Talisman Sect, becoming a courier Spiritual Crow, mainly responsible for transporting various cargo from one city to another.

With each delivery completed, he would earn a certain amount of Spirit Stone.

This was a decent job for him, as it didn't require fighting and killing to earn Spirit Stone.

Such good fortune wouldn't be found elsewhere.

And this job also gave him a clearer understanding of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

"Hundreds of millions of humans, hundreds of human cities."

"Plus a vast territory."

"Is this the domain of the Primordial Talisman Sect?"

"Who would have thought there still existed such a land on the Western Continent?"

Ya Zhao Lin mused with awe.

Honestly, he understood the plight of the Human Race.

Despite their apparent weakness, they are still greatly feared and valued by the four Tier Five Races.

If they were merely food, the opposition would ignore them.

But once they establish a power, a town, they are sure to be attacked by the Tier Five Races.

They wouldn't give the Human Race the chance to rise again.

Yet, even so, the Human Race has established such a formidable power somewhere on the Western Continent.

This kind of strength is comparable to any Tier Four Race.

Given time, the power of the Human Race might rival Tier Five Races.

It could even become stronger.

Is this the weight of a ruler from the Ancient Era?

No matter how much oppression they face, as long as there's a glimmer of chance, they can rise again.

The disparity between the Spirit Crow Race and the Human Race is unimaginably vast.

If the Spirit Crow Race fell into such dire straits, there's no way it could rise again.

"Is that a Spiritual Crane?"

"Actually becoming a transportation tool, carrying a multitude of mortals, spanning towns."

Ya Zhao Lin gazed into the distant sky.

In the far-off sky, silver-white waves surged, thousands of Spiritual Cranes stretching their frost-colored wings, their long necks like curved moons, their red crests like burning flames, their snow-white wings shading half the sky.

Each Spiritual Crane's talons entwined with transparent Spirit Ropes, secured to massive wooden platforms, densely packed with mortals who seemed accustomed to it, showing no fear of flying in the sky, but rather looking down with interest, as it was a fascinating experience for them.

After all, cultivators below Foundation Establishment found flying difficult.

Mortals could only experience flight by riding Spiritual Cranes.

"And it's not just the sky with transportation tools."

"Even on the earth, there are also."

"These Wind Spirit Horses actually haul carriages, running on rails."

"Numerous tracks connecting hundreds of human cities."

"Linking all human cities on this land together, very spectacular."

Ya Zhao Lin marveled, looking down at the earth, utterly amazed.

Tracks crisscrossing, spanning hundreds, even thousands of kilometers.

Like massive chains, linking each city.

Many Wind Spirit Horses galloped over the tracks, their agile bodies, flowing manes like clouds in the wind, their bodies enveloped in pale azure gusts, making the air tremble at every step.

Each Wind Spirit Horse's eyes flickered with intelligent light, seemingly understanding human nature. They were guided by reins forged of fine steel, pulling uniquely shaped carriages.

These steel carriages appeared as dark as night, gleaming with a metallic coldness, tall and robust, adorned with complex symbols and peculiar designs, seemingly exuding a mysterious force. The wheels clashed against the rails, echoing with clanking sounds throughout the ground.

He felt the vibrant life force these infrastructures provided.

Though those mortals appeared powerless, they were the cornerstone of the Human Race.

Providing the Human Race with ample foundation.

"But this is merely a minor pastime."

"The true greatness of the Primordial Talisman Sect lies in cultivating Spirit Rice and Spirit Medicine."

"Which is why they can meet the needs of hundreds of millions of humans."

"Even if the Spirit Crow Race numbers in the tens of thousands, such food demand is inconsequential."

Ya Zhao Lin flew high in the sky, looking towards another place.

On the ground was an endless expanse, surrounded by vast Spirit Fields.

He couldn't estimate the tens of thousands of acres of area they cover.

Numerous human Spirit Plant Cultivators, wearing bamboo hats, holding wooden rakes carved with symbols, evenly sprinkled Spiritual Springs across the fields, the droplets blossoming with fragmented rainbows upon hitting the ground.

They placed Spirit Gathering Arrays shaped like octagons within the furrows, crystal balls at array hubs inhaling and exhaling milky white mist, channeling Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi continuously into the soil.

Flower Demons clad in petal garments adorned with dew, pink-white, deep purple, and goose-yellow silhouettes, flitting between the paths.

They lightly touched the Spirit Rice seedlings with their fingertips, pale golden spiritual energy flowed through the leaf veins, making the half-foot tall rice sprouts instantly stretch out, heavy grains glistening like pearls.

It can be said that, with the efforts of Spirit Plant Cultivators and Flower Demons, these Spirit Fields yielded abundantly each year.

Warehouse filled with Spirit Rice and Spirit Medicine.

"My god, such rich aroma of Spirit Rice."

"Just smelling it makes me drool a bit."

"Looks like Spirit Rice will have another abundant harvest this year."

"Haha, once I deliver this order, I'll earn some Spirit Stone, surely I'll feast tonight."

"Honestly, now I feel grateful the humans captured us; if we were still where we were, us ordinary Spiritual Crows wouldn't possibly have enough to eat."

"Exactly, now just delivering some packages earns Spirit Stone, where on the Western Continent could one encounter such good fortune, never thought we Spiritual Crows could have such a useful role."

"Compared with other Demon Races, the Human Race is indeed far better."

"True, if captured by other races, even if we survived, we would suffer horribly."

Many Spiritual Crows discussed, feeling deeply moved.

At the start, when caught and brought to the Primordial Talisman Sect, they were naturally anxious, worried about being eaten by Human Race cultivators.

But as time passed, they realized this place was simply paradise for Spiritual Crows.

Living here, with no need to worry about personal safety, always having enough to eat, indeed, no better place existed, they hope the Human Race continues thriving.

Only then their good days wouldn't prematurely end.

Upon hearing this, Ya Zhao Lin's expression grew complex.

As a member of the Spirit Crow Race, he had to admit their past was truly difficult.

Unable to even feed their people adequately.

And couldn't even guarantee their safety.

Boom~~

Right at this moment, a great upheaval occurred between Heaven and Earth, rumbling loudly, even the void trembled, a complete shift of heaven and earth, affecting every place of the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm.

"What's happening?"

Numerous Spiritual Crows were terrified, utterly unaware of the situation.

"This."

At this moment, Ya Zhao Lin looked upward, towards the sky; he suddenly saw, deep in the void, what seemed like a colossal whale, radiating a terrifying divine might.

Simultaneously inhaling and exhaling endless Spiritual Qi from Heaven and Earth, forming a vortex like a black hole.

More astonishingly, a surge of Void Energy emanated from its body, flooding into the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm, causing immense changes.

"This place appears to be a Secret Realm World."

"Could this Secret Realm World be expanding?"

"Yet how could such a thing be possible?"

"Wasn't the area of the Secret Realm World already fixed? How could it continue to expand?"

Ya Zhao Lin was stunned.

As a unique Void Spirit Crow, he was highly sensitive to the Power of Space.

Thus, he had a clearer understanding than other Spiritual Crows of what was truly happening now.

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