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Chapter 901: The Youngest Quasi-Supreme, the Microdust World, Handcrafts a Son of Destiny
Which young man isn't filled with passion.
That's just how Tuoba Yu was.
He was used to seeing Black people being mistreated and he had a burning anger inside him.
Why do Black people have to be the slave race and suffer oppression?
Isn't a Black person's life a life?
"Brave little fellow, too foolish, alas!"
The cyclops waved his hand, and a gust of wind surged out.

A giggle!

Tuo Ba Yu spat blood and was directly knocked away!
"Xiaoyu!"
Tuo'ba Lan's pretty face turned pale.
"Hmph, if you don't comply today, I'll slaughter your entire Blackskin tribe!"
"You lowly slaves, you're like weeds, cut down one crop and another grows back." The cyclops' eyes burned with murderous intent.
"Agree, we agree!"
The chieftain of the Blackskin tribe trembled as he spoke.

Tuoba Lan's eyes were red-rimmed, she had been taken away by the Cyclops.

Another group of women were also taken hostage.
These cyclopes, even the shortest ones, are three meters tall, like little giants.
It goes without saying that these women taken away will experience nightmares.
To be tortured by a Cyclops' size wouldn't be simple at all.
It's so cold it pierces my heart.
"Alan sister!"
Tuo Ba Yu's eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage, his eyes almost splitting open, tears of blood streaming down his face.
My heart is exploding with rage and pain!
"Oh, child..." the Blackskin Clan chief shook his head and sighed.
"If I were strong enough…" Tobatabu gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
In this harsh and alien place.
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As long as you are strong enough, status, position, resources, women, and dignity will all be yours!
"I am too weak," Tuo Ba Yu said painfully.
These people of the slave race were inherently less intelligent.

Besides having no resources, he also lacks any good techniques or supernatural powers.

To rise to prominence is harder than climbing to the heavens.
Even in the Xianyu, there are some academies and schools that can teach ordinary cultivators.
But there is no such thing in foreign lands.
Even if so, it would be only those with talent, ability, and status who could join.
They, these slaves, aren't even qualified to be servants.
And just then.
Boom!
The heavens displayed strange phenomena once more.
In the heavens' burial grounds, thousands of miles away, lightning flashed and dark clouds gathered.
"What's going on with the Heavenly Tomb? There have been frequent disturbances lately. Could something have happened?"
The surrounding tribal forces are discussing.
And Tuoba Yu suddenly fixed his gaze ahead.
Sky Tomb!
A creepy forbidden zone brimming with tales of death!
But there are also, a small number of lucky people, who can obtain incredible opportunities and blessings within it!
"If I could have it..." Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed with an unprecedented resolute light.
Given his current state, let alone the availability of cultivation resources.
Even if so, it would take years and years to cultivate step by step.
The only way is to take a chance and go for it!
Victory means becoming the top person, even leading your entire tribe to escape the lowly status of slaves.
Losing is nothing, it's just a worthless life.
"To live this way, barely surviving, what's the point? It's better to take a gamble!" Tuoba Yu's eyes flashed.
Late at night.
Tuoba Yu left the tribe alone, flashing away in the direction of Tianmu.
……

Sky Cemetery, in the dark valley.

Infinite chaotic Qi is surging, various order Taoist principles intertwine.
As if incubating a slumbering deity.
And by the side, Jun Xiaoyao’s tall and slender figure appeared.
It seemed slightly unreal.

This is the physical form taken by Jun Xiaoyao's primordial spirit.
"Very good, this harvest is too great. My cultivation has reached the quasi-supreme realm." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
It is worth noting that Jun Xiaoyao is only in his thirties.
So young, stepping into the Quasi-Supreme Realm.
It is simply unparalleled throughout history.
After searching through ancient history, I couldn't find a single one.
Even those seed-level prodigies, young supreme beings, they are actually at least a few hundred or even thousands of years old.
Even those several thousand years old.
Compared to a cultivator's lifespan, it's just very young.
But your carefree spirit is truly youthful, and not merely relative.
Even by the measure of a century, Jun Xiaoyao is very young.
And that's not even the limit. As the inner universe expands, my realm will naturally rise without me having to consciously cultivate it.
Jun Xiaoyao sighed, surprised even by his own talent.
You don't have to practice diligently; you are stronger than others who toil relentlessly, even while lying down.
That's so incredible.
And my inner cosmos, too, has finally transformed into a world of dust particles. Jun Xiaoyao noticed another point.
Prior to that, after receiving guidance from the Azure Emperor.
Jun Xiaoyao also seemed to understand that the inner universe also has levels.
Dust world, infinitesimal world, medium world, great world, single-universe, multiverse, etc.
Before, Jun Xiaoyao's inner universe wasn't even as big as a microcosm world; it was just an inner space.
But now, after being nourished by the World Tree.
The inner universe of Jun Xiaoyao expands at an extreme speed, its range reaching over ten light-years, already reaching the level of a microcosm.
And there are various material rules, Yin-Yang rules among them.
Only now has Jun Xiaoyao truly stepped across the threshold.
But in comparison, contemporaries, even the inner universe hasn't been opened up yet.
Jun Xiaoyao has surpassed his contemporaries by far too much.
"The chaotic body formed from the Chaotic Qinglian should be complete in a few months."
"However, with the essence of the Dao integrated into the ancient holy body, it will probably take some time to completely transform into a quasi-innate saintly embryo."
Jun Xiaoyao estimated.
But that was all part of his plan.
Anyway, it's all just his flesh and blood. There's no difference.
By then, with the integration of the Chaotic Physique and the quasi-innate Saint Body Dao Embryo, it's estimated that he could sweep everything away.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was feeling bored and restless.
Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
“Interesting, I didn't expect anyone to dare come to this forbidden place, and even as a mortal.”
Though Jun Xiaoyao doesn't know the circumstances of this forbidden place.
But also know, this is definitely a forbidden land of another world for all ages.
However, in such a perilous place, a young man whose cultivation level hadn't even reached the ninth rank of Saintly Connection dared to enter.

Jun Xiaoyao's divine sense spread out, immediately locking onto that young man.
It was the young man of the Black Skin Tribe, Tuoba Yu.
Her features were delicate, yet with a resolute expression.
And his cultivation was unremarkable.
"This…"
There's a sense of déjà vu.
Isn't this just the standard protagonist trope?
To enter the forbidden zone, one risks death nine times out of ten. Unexpectedly, one finds an opportunity and then rises to power, becoming a superior being.
However, the only thing that can be certain is.
This boy doesn't have that kind of luck.
He's not a Mary Sue or someone like Wang Teng.
"A slave youth, now wouldn't that be a good candidate for missionary work."
"And it's pretty interesting to handcraft a chosen one, too."
Jun Xiaoyao still needs to gather faith power and irrigate the seeds of faith.
He should make his next move.
This Tubo Yu is a suitable candidate.
Today is two updates for now, there will be a small burst tomorrow.
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(The End)

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