Chapter 2624: Chapter 2625: Ye Luo’s Identity
The middle-aged man was utterly shocked.
Why was Wudu Mountain wiped out? Wasn’t it because one of the disciples offended a certain esteemed figure, leading to the catastrophe of the clan’s destruction! Thinking back to what he had done to Ye Luo, the middle-aged man’s face turned grim.
This token is a symbol of nobility among the Red Garment Tribe, a tribe second only to the Demon Race in this realm. Of course, calling it a tribe might be inaccurate; it should be referred to as an alliance! It’s an alliance of other racial forces apart from the Demon Race!
The aim is to counterbalance the Demon Race and provide a better space for other seeds to survive and develop.
And the holder of this token is at least a high-ranking member of this alliance.
Looking at Ye Luo’s age, the middle-aged man immediately assumed he must be a descendant of those high ranks!
If the high ranks personally arrive, that would be alright, but these descendants are particularly impetuous, treating lives as trifles, and with just one disagreement, they might annihilate a clan, being unrestrained second-generation elites.
Especially in recent years, these second-generation elites have enjoyed wandering around with tokens, truly making the lower tribes’ faces turn pale at their mention.
This scene also surprised Ye Luo a bit, but soon, he became relieved, realizing that the identity given by the Empress must have been extraordinary. It seems his days ahead might not be that difficult.
"Ignorance is no crime; after all, I haven’t revealed my identity before. Tell me about your origin," Ye Luo asked calmly.
In fact, he knew nothing about this world, and the identity arranged by the Empress was probably in haste, just some extremely elementary information.
Of course, he couldn’t inquire about the details of this token; asking would immediately expose his flaw, inevitably leading to trouble.
But this concern was completely unnecessary! The reason the middle-aged man knelt on seeing this token was that he had no doubt!
This token might seem ordinary, but the problem is, since it’s a symbol of noble identity, it’s bound to the cultivator!
By common standards, those nobles are bound with these tokens from birth, and this is entirely achievable only through the great magical power of those significant figures.
Moreover, the token contains the mana of those great figures, which is why the middle-aged man chose not to harm Ye Luo; he simply didn’t dare, for this token’s mana, once triggered, could easily kill even those at the Martial King Realm!
Otherwise, why could these second-generation elites swagger without concern?
Of course, there’s much wonder within, proving this token is definitely not simple.
However, Ye Luo knew nothing about this, and the token is not bound with him, so triggering the mana isn’t possible.
But this situation was beyond the comprehension of the middle-aged man, hence he thought Ye Luo was just another second-generation elite wandering around.
"Reporting to the esteemed figure, this subordinate is a disciple from the Infinity Sect among the third forces!" The middle-aged man hurriedly responded.
"Oh, is that so? I was just heading out for training and got separated from my guard; why don’t you temporarily be my guard?" Ye Luo carelessly suggested.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately knelt and kowtowed, showing a look of excitement. He was initially despairing, having offended such a second-generation elite, usually leading to clan extermination; however, this second-generation elite seemed amiable, not blaming him but rather allowing him to be a temporary guard, which was a great fortune!
These second-generation elites have eccentric personalities; with one disagreement, they might annihilate a clan, but if they are pleased, one could ascend instantly!
At this moment, the middle-aged man undeniably belonged to the latter category, albeit solely in self-assessment.
"Why don’t you tell me about this power division!" Ye Luo casually asked; this question was far less sensitive. If he were a young master constantly in retreat, it would be understandable not to know this.
And the middle-aged man truly didn’t mind, carefully explaining the division of powers to Ye Luo; his purpose was to please Ye Luo, thus the explanation was very detailed.
Soon, Ye Luo understood the situation among these powers.
The Demon Realm is vast, so vast that no one knows where the borders lie, hence those supreme experts divided the Demon Realm into three parts!
The first part, also known as the First Realm, is where cultivators have lived for endless ages; both the Power of Laws and Spiritual Power are the most abundant here, although the area itself is somewhat smaller. It’s mainly the gathering place of the Demon Race; other races, unless puppets of the Demon Race, cannot enter this realm. Only those supreme experts can move freely.
The second part is where Ye Luo resides, a place for other races to live, although some marginalized demon races exist as well. This second realm’s cultivation environment, while not as favorable as the first realm, doesn’t mean the overall strength is significantly weaker.
In this second realm, three forces are not inferior to the Demon Race, at least capable of equal dialogue with the Demon Race.
This middle-aged man belongs to the third force, controlled by the Red Garment Tribe, the same force to which Ye Luo’s token belongs.
As for the rest, Ye Luo didn’t bother to remember; after all, although the Demon Realm is vast, it’s ultimately not where he resides.
Moreover, the third realm is an unknown area, exceptionally perilous, with over ninety percent unexplored by cultivators, demonstrating that the survival environment of the Demon Race is relatively dangerous.
"Esteemed figure, these matters can be elaborated upon later. For now, if even one survivor from Wudu Mountain escapes, our sect faces utter destruction!" The middle-aged man promptly stated.
In fact, this middle-aged man had already delayed for quite some time, and to want to eradicate the remnants of Wudu Mountain is virtually impossible.
Moreover, it’s an exceedingly arduous task; while Wudu Mountain doesn’t count as a Great Sect, there are still several experts, making it improbable to annihilate them all.
"No harm done, let’s leave this task aside; if anything arises, just say a word from me!" Ye Luo replied blandly.
Ye Luo could clearly see the middle-aged man was hoping Ye Luo would step in to help resolve this crisis. Ye Luo was still uncertain about the extent of his identity, but since making such a promise cost nothing, he simply agreed.
