Even without the Karmic Tree, Lu Yun could sense dense desperation and despair choking the scene.

Color drained from the faces of Shennong, the tribe priest, Jiang Ti, and all twelve elders of the Yan Tribe. There wasn’t the slightest spark of hope in their eyes, and they didn’t even have the strength to question or berate Lu Yun.

“This is what mankind is now?” Frowning slightly, his face darkened ominously when he looked at the nine pairs of children he’d saved. These nine boys and girls each possessed splendid physique and were absolute geniuses. If they cultivated, they would progress at a tremendous pace and become the core strength of humanity one day!

“So this is what’s going on!” Lu Yun was no fool; he immediately...