Xiao Ziyang hovered incognito over a huge factory, looking at the giant-eyed starmen in the factory area who were wearing battle armor and holding electromagnetic guns, carefully and numbly working under the guard, boundless anger echoed fiercely in his heart.

He was tempted to wave and kill all the white guards, but he ended up doing nothing, knowing that no matter how many white guards he killed, it would not help.

It has been three days since Xiao Ziyang returned to the Giant Eyes Continent, and now, the Radiant Empire has established several huge steel cities on this continent, and hundreds of millions of followers of the Lord of Radiance live.

There are still many yellow-skinned giant-eyed natives living in these cities, but they have been reduced to the lowest slaves, engaged in the most menial jobs, and lived a miserable life without food.

The factories with the worst environment, the most dangerous mines, are full of giant-eyed natives.

Leaving the factory, Xiao Ziyang walked on the bustling street with some despair.

Ever since he entered the Great Repair Realm and learned about the crisis faced by the Giant Eyed Star, he has been trying to solve the crisis in his hometown, so he has worked hard to create a sword cultivation path for this purpose, but in the end, this Giant Eye Star was noticed and occupied by the Radiant Empire because of him.

This made Xiao Ziyang's heart suffer a great blow, and then made him think of the interstellar teleportation array that led to the central star field, would one day the entire Jade Butterfly Galaxy also become a purgatory on earth because of him?

Suddenly doubts began to arise in his heart, and a crack appeared in his perfect heart.

In Xiao Ziyang's sea of knowledge. The Demon Shepherd Yuan God, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blood-red, and a fierce aura rose from this Yuan God.

His demons actually took advantage of the flaws in his heart to eat back.

At this moment, a tall Caucasian man walked past him, although Xiao Ziyang had already changed his appearance, his soul-devouring appearance naturally aroused the other party's idea.

At the moment when this person looked into Xiao Ziyang's eyes, a familiar aura rushed into his heart.

"Sword Intent!" This unexpected stimulus suddenly pulled him back from the edge of the demon.

Xiao Ziyang is a spirit. He suddenly realized what had just happened, and he was covered in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly and silently operated the Pure Heart Refining Spell to suppress the commotion of the demons in his heart.

After a while, Xiao Ziyang often let out a sigh, and then he suddenly remembered the sword intent that woke him up from the edge of the demon, and when he looked back, there was still a trace of that person.

Xiao Ziyang hurriedly spread his thoughts, and immediately found the trace of the man, and he immediately turned around and followed.

Turn around a street corner. There is only one narrow alley between the two high-rise buildings, and due to the angle of the street lamp, this narrow alley mouth is difficult to find at night.

Xiao Ziyang turned around and went into the alley without hesitation.

in a narrow alley. The street lights don't shine through. It is very dim, if a mortal suddenly walks into such a box, I am afraid that he will have the feeling of reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, but Xiao Ziyang will naturally not be like this.

He didn't pause at his feet, avoiding the garbage and debris that was all over the floor. Walked briskly into the alley.

There were a few beggars huddled together in the pile of garbage, and when they heard Xiao Ziyang's footsteps, they all raised their heads in surprise.

Xiao Ziyang ignored them and walked straight into the depths of the alley.

After Xiao Ziyang walked over, a beggar's hand slowly reached under the cardboard behind him.

An older beggar beside him gently reached out and pressed him.

Wait until Xiao Ziyang walks a little farther. The middle-aged beggar reached into a crack in a brick behind Ben and poked it gently.

The small actions of these beggars naturally couldn't hide Xiao Ziyang's eyes. But instead of showing a trace of anger at their actions, he was overjoyed.

Although these beggars were filthy and couldn't see their original skin color at all, Xiao Ziyang found that they were all yellow people, and they all had extremely shallow sword intent in their bodies.

This discovery immediately gave him a glimmer of hope.

Xiao Ziyang went straight to the bottom of the alley, this was a dead end, but he was not surprised, just now his mind swept over, just in time to see the person with sword intent from a large garbage bin at the bottom of the alley into the ground.

Xiao Ziyang glanced at the green tin garbage bin and smiled slightly, he naturally didn't have to drill any garbage bin.

I saw that his figure flickered, and he sank into the ground.

There is a downward spiral staircase under the garbage can, which goes dozens of meters underground, and there is a seven-eight-zhang square rock hall with a passage entrance on the four walls of the hall.

Xiao Ziyang directly came to the masonry hall with the method of earth escape, he swept his thoughts, and couldn't help but smile slightly, there was a dark room behind the wall of the rock hall, and there was a middle-aged sword cultivator looking at him nervously, this person turned out to be a sword cultivator of the life sword realm who was quite similar to the Jindan monk.

Xiao Ziyang's purple light flashed all over his body, and he turned into an obese yellow person.

Xiao Ziyang's change not only did not make the middle-aged sword cultivator in the dark room relax, but made him shocked, as if he had seen something terrible.

Xiao Ziyang, who had been observing this person with his divine thoughts, couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he didn't pay attention to it, and walked straight towards a passage.

Seeing that Xiao Ziyang chose the right path without hesitation, the sentry sword cultivator changed color again, reached out and pressed a communicator that had been holding in the palm of his hand, and sent out a message representing extreme danger.

At the end of the corridor that Xiao Ziyang chose, there was a secret room next to the sewers of the city, and several sword corrections of the Yuan Infant Realm sat at a round table, nervously waiting for something.

"Dididi!" A thick-figured, square-faced sword cultivator sitting on the main seat looked down, his face changed greatly, and said, "It's probably the Gray Shadow Angel!

With that, he flipped his hand and slapped a blue brick on the wall behind him, and there was a sound of machinery turning on the ceiling of the secret room, and a stone slab moved away, revealing a square exit, and a foul smell suddenly poured into the secret room.

Then his body moved, and he turned into a golden sword light and flew out of the exit.

The rest of the people also followed behind him, turning into various colors of sword light and flying out.

Outside the exit was a stinking sewer, and several people flew along the sewer, and when they encountered a fork in the road, they immediately dispersed, and soon several people became alone.

All this naturally couldn't escape Xiao Ziyang's powerful divine thoughts, and after listening to the leader's words, he understood why his transformation into a yellow race frightened them.

These people must have suffered the great loss of the gray shadow angel who is good at the art of change, so they are afraid of each other like tigers.

Xiao Ziyang naturally wouldn't let them leave like this, his body moved, turned into a purple light, flickered slightly, and disappeared again.

Zhang Shijie is a sword cultivator in the late stage of the Sword God Realm, and he is also the president of the branch of the Sword Cultivation Society in this Promi City.

Zhang Shijie is only over two hundred years old this year, and he is a rare genius even in his cultivation of indomitable and advancing sword cultivation by leaps and bounds.

He was born into a family of factory slaves, the so-called factory slaves refer to those yellow people who work in factories, in the eyes of white people, they are part of the factory property, not only can not leave the factory for life, but even their children are the property of the factory.

Due to the distance and difficulty of transportation, the army of the Radiant Empire could not transport too many people after conquering this place, so they turned all the natives here into slaves and drove them to develop the planet.

In the beginning, there were only a million Caucasian people who entered the Giant Eye, but they enslaved tens of billions of people in the Giant Eye.

Today, 2,000 years later, the number of white people here has reached nearly one billion, but the yellow race is less than 10 billion.

Zhang Shijie grew up in this desperate environment. When he was fifteen years old, he was already thinking about whether it was necessary to live.

Just when this young man was on the verge of suicide, someone secretly handed him a cultivation secret book called Ziyang Sword Technique.

Since both factory slaves and mine slaves require certain skills, the Glorious Empire allows these slaves to read and write to a limited extent.

Fortunately, Zhang Shijie was able to read this sword technique, and he almost did not hesitate to start cultivating according to the sword technique. Because he felt that for him, there was nothing to lose, and naturally there was nothing to defend against, including his life.

Zhang Shijie only took a year to condense a sword tire, he once tried to pay attention to the sword tire into the steel sword he secretly built, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the steel sword integrated into the sword tire can indeed fly with his mind, and its power is even a little stronger than the worst electromagnetic gun.

After gaining the ability, Zhang Shijie almost did not hesitate to set a plan to assassinate the white guard.

Just as he was about to put this plan into action, the person who gave him the sword trick found him, and when the other party found out that he had condensed the sword fetus, he was surprised to put an egg in his mouth.

The person who handed him the sword trick was not a mysterious person, he was just a seemingly ordinary mining slave in the factory where Zhang Shijie belonged.

This person told Zhang Shijie that he belonged to a peripheral member of a rebel organization called the Sword Cultivator, and that they would teach the basic exercises of the Ziyang Sword Technique to every mine slave who had reached the age of fifteen, and would regularly check their cultivation in the following years, and anyone who could cultivate a trace of sword intent within five years would be absorbed into the peripheral organization of the Sword Cultivator.

He told Zhang Shijie that anyone who can cultivate sword intent within a year is a peerless genius, he has been in the peripheral organization of the Sword Cultivation Association for more than ten years, and he has personally sent out no less than a thousand basic sword techniques, and he has only seen one peerless genius.

And he had never heard of a person like Zhang Shijie who could cultivate a sword fetus within a year.

After that, this person took Zhang Shijie to a place where he met a man who claimed to be the archdeacon of the Dongcheng District of Promi City of the Sword Cultivator, and on this day he became an official member of the Sword Cult and received the follow-up exercises of the Ziyang Sword Technique.