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Chapter 392: The Glory of the Demon Race

On the other side, when Chi Tianmin resolutely stepped into the ancient and mysterious stone door, Long Yuan followed closely behind.

The figures of the two people disappeared from the sight of the real world almost at the same time, completing an unprecedented leap in time and space.

When Long Yuan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely different world - a vast demon forest, full of fantasy and unknown.

The sun shines through the dense tree canopy like golden rain, and each ray of light creates mottled shadows on the forest floor.

These lights and shadows constantly change with the movement of the sun, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, as if they are the most exquisite paintings of nature, bringing Long Yuan into a world full of poetry and mystery.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of soil and leaves, mixed with the fragrance of various exotic flowers and plants, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, as if all the worries have disappeared at this moment.

Long Yuan took a deep breath. He could feel the vitality and vigor contained in this forest.

Every inch of land and every leaf here is full of the power of life, as if silently telling the antiquity and mystery of this forest.

He closed his eyes, let his mind merge with the forest, and felt the power of nature surging through his body.

He felt that his power was released and enhanced unprecedentedly at this moment, as if this forest was his stage where he would show his most powerful side.

As Longyuan explored deeper, a magnificent palace gradually came into view.

This palace stood in the center of the forest like a towering monument. It was taller and more magnificent than any palace Long Yuan had ever seen before.

The walls of the palace are made of huge stones, each of which has been carefully carved with various demon totems and mysterious runes.

These totems and runes shimmered in the sunlight, as if telling of the former glory and honor of the demon race. Long Yuan's pupils shrank, as he knew that behind these totems and runes, the civilization and wisdom of the demon race in ancient times were hidden.

In ancient times, the demon race had its own splendid civilization, but it disappeared in the long river of time as time passed.

Long Yuan never expected that he could witness the glory of the demon race here. The era in which this secret realm existed must be very long ago.

The top of the palace is covered with golden glazed tiles, which shine brightly in the sun, like bright pearls inlaid on the top of the palace.

These glazed tiles are not only beautiful, but also have magical protective effects, able to resist external intrusions and attacks.

Long Yuan looked up at the palace, feeling an inexplicable sense of awe in his heart.

He felt the glory and power that the demon race once had, as if he could travel through the barriers of time and space and see the era when the demon civilization was at its peak.

Even though the human race is prosperous today, the foundation it has displayed is still not as good as the palace in front of us. The demon race in ancient times was indeed extremely powerful.

Carefully passing through the palace gate, Long Yuan arrived at a spacious courtyard.

In the courtyard, a large number of human slaves were working hard. They were wearing simple clothes, and their faces were full of fatigue and helplessness.

Under the supervision of the demon tribe, they either carried heavy stones or dug deep mines, providing the demon tribe with a steady supply of resources.

Their figures seem particularly small and helpless in the busyness, as if they are just a speck of dust in the forest.

Long Yuan's eyes swept over these slaves, and a look of surprise flashed across his mind.

In this world, the human race has actually fallen to such a state.

He noticed that the slaves lived in shabby huts, had little food, and no medical care.

Their bodies and minds suffered tremendous torture and pain, but they were powerless to resist and could only silently endure the slavery and oppression of the demons.

This is in stark contrast to the real world. In reality, it is always humans who enslave monsters to do work, but there is no such thing as monsters enslaving humans.

There are many powerful monsters, but they no longer have civilization and are just wild beasts that eat raw meat and drink blood.

Long Yuan continued to move forward, he crossed the courtyard and came to a side hall of the palace.

The humans here are kept in captivity by the demons like livestock. They are locked in tiny cages, their bodies covered with scars and dirt.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if they had lost hope of survival.

Long Yuan looked at these humans who were treated as food by the monsters, his eyes gleaming with golden light.

He knew very well that in this world, humans were no longer superior beings, but slaves of the demons, or even their food.

He turned and left the side hall and continued forward, trying to find more clues and evidence to reveal the truth of this world.

He came to a huge arena, which was completely different from any arena he had ever seen before.

Here, the human race can only become a target for the demon race to show their strength, and they have no ability to fight at all.

Long Yuan stood at the edge of the arena, staring closely at everything in it.

He saw a human slave being thrown to the ground by a demon warrior, his body rolling over and over. The slave's face was filled with pain and fear.

However, he did not give up the resistance. He struggled to get up and tried to escape.

However, his efforts were in vain. The demon warrior threw him to the ground again and tore his body with his sharp claws. Blood splattered everywhere and screams rang out one after another.

In the stands of the arena, the reaction of the demon spectators was enthusiastic and cruel; their cheers intertwined with the screams of the slaves, forming a distorted picture.

These monsters were either sitting or standing, in various postures, some were covered in gorgeous furs, while others had naked muscular bodies, showing their powerful strength and primitive savagery.

The ancient demon tribe seemed to have mastered some method of transforming themselves, and some demons that were not very powerful could actually transform into human form.

Whenever a human slave suffered a severe blow, the demon audience would burst into wild cheers, their faces filled with excitement and satisfaction, as if they were enjoying a carefully choreographed feast.

The demon children opened their eyes even wider, with curiosity and cruelty flashing in their eyes. They might not understand the meaning of life and death, but they had already learned to find pleasure in the suffering of others.

Some higher-ranking demon nobles, holding exquisite wine glasses, leisurely tasted the fine wine, with contemptuous smiles on their faces, as if the fate of human slaves was just a topic of conversation after dinner.

They occasionally talked in low voices, discussing the performance of the slaves on the field and the bravery of the demon warriors, their words full of disdain and contempt for the human race.

What was even more eye-catching was that there were several elders from the demon clan sitting in the stands. They were wearing long robes, had dignified faces and deep eyes.

These elders are not only the wise men of the demon society, but also the inheritors of the demon civilization.

However, on such occasions, they rarely showed expressions of approval on their faces, as if they were satisfied with the brutal performance of the demon warriors, believing that this was the best proof of the demon bloodline and strength.

In a corner of the arena, a group of demon women gathered together. Although they were not as enthusiastic as the men, they were also whispering, pointing at the human slaves on the field and occasionally letting out a few contemptuous laughs.

In their view, humans are nothing more than inferior creatures, tools for the demons to demonstrate their superiority.

Here, the status of humans and demons is completely reversed. Humans are no longer the masters of the world, but the lowest existence.