Era of Ten Thousand Races: the Human Race Is Forbidden

"In all the worlds, humans are animals. Gods extract their bones, demons eat their flesh, and demons refine their souls." Three thousand years ago, the Human Emperor Ning Lingqian led his troops to die in battle, and his soul was suppressed at the bottom of the darkened God Transformation Pond. Three thousand years later, he opened his eyes from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, just as the last holy fire of the human race was extinguished. Not only is he the only pure-blood human on this battlefield in the heavens, but he is also the lowest level of "blood food" waiting to be disemboweled on the rack. At the moment of life and death, Ning Yanqian awakened to the "Human Emperor's Heavenly Book": Anyone who kills foreigners can strip away the origin of the race and smelt all kinds of divine texts! Kill the Shadow Clan and get the "Instant Killing Blade"; kill the God Clan and get the "Immortal Golden Body"; kill the Dragon Clan and get the "Nine Transformations of the True Dragon"! In order to survive, he put on the skin of a foreign race, infiltrated into the highest academic institution in the world, and transformed into a "peerless demon talent" that is rare to see in thousands of years in the eyes of all races. He accepted the favor in front of the bed of the God Clan emperor, but secretly dug up the God Clan's ancestral graves; he pointed out the country in the Demon Clan's holy land, and then killed three thousand demon generals with his backhand. He used the resources of all races to warm and nourish the human emperor's broken body; he used the flesh and blood of the gods to reshape the backbone of the heaven-defying one! While the geniuses of all races are still fighting for fame, Ning Zhengqian has been secretly gathering the "Human Embers" scattered across the sky: The blind mad mathematician, the lonely swordsman with a broken arm, the half-demon dead warrior spurned by all races... Until that day, the cavalry of thousands of races besieged the last human ancestral land. Ning Zhiqian tore up his disguise, blocked the gates of the heavens with one man and one sword, and his golden blood rushed straight into the sky. In the trembling eyes of all the worlds, he shouted coldly with his sword: "I would rather bear the burden of a thousand lives here, the ancestral land of the human race, forbidden by the heavens!" "Those who violate it will be exterminated. Those who disobey will be killed!"