The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

"Undead?"

Zhao Yin was taken aback, almost forgetting that Tang Tang beside him had inherited the memories of the ancient ancestral god Xuanming.

Tang Tang explained to Zhao Yin, "The Undead Clan was a great clan in ancient times. In the early ancient period, they were also a top-tier clan, with their strength only slightly inferior to that of the Human Clan. But later... in the middle of the ancient period, this clan disappeared?"

"A top-tier clan disappeared so easily?" Zhao Yin was taken aback again.

"Because someone discovered the secret of this race's flesh and blood!"

Tang Tang calmly said, "The Undead are incredibly powerful and difficult to kill. As long as they have some remnants of their bodies, they will never return to the mortal realm... But possessing such a treasure is a crime. Their special flesh and blood are a holy grail for healing."

"So it turns out that possessing a treasure is a crime, just like the Mountain Spirit Serpent Clan and the Human-Faced Lion-Tiger Clan?" Zhao Yin understood something.

Tang Tang nodded: "In ancient times, once the special nature of flesh and blood was discovered by other races, the final fate was either extermination or being kept in captivity... The Mountain Spirit Snake Clan and the Human-Faced Lion-Tiger Clan were kept in captivity by the Blazing Sun Clan!"

She continued, "The Undead are born with pride and refused to submit until their extinction. In the end, they could only be hunted by all races and eventually disappeared in the middle of the ancient era!"

After saying that, Tang Tang sighed and said, "The talent of the Soft Bone Clan is similar to that of the Undead Clan, so it must be related to the Undead Clan."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin recalled that in the eyes of all races, the flesh and blood of the human race were also extremely special.

This is also why the human race has declined from generation to generation!

Humanity was unyielding, and the myriad races did not exterminate them, allowing humanity to struggle to reproduce and forever remain a minor race...

Is this also considered a form of domestication?

Is it possible that some people have learned their lesson and deliberately preserved the human race, just to harvest them like weeds, crop after crop?

Zhao Yin gazed at the few surviving soft-boned tribe members, his eyes gradually regaining their clarity, his soul returning to normal, and then he turned and fled into the distance.

At that moment, a sense of shared sorrow suddenly rose in Zhao Yin's eyes.

But this shared misfortune did not hinder his subsequent plans...

"The law of the jungle prevails over the strong. You pity me... but who pities my human race?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yin unleashed teleportation power, instantly transporting the Soft Bone Clan members who had escaped dozens of miles away to the core world.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin also took Tang Tang back to the core world.

At this moment, the deformed Soft Bone Clan warship had been broken open by the primordial spirit's clone, and hundreds of vines formed a huge cage, imprisoning the Soft Bone Clan leader inside.

The two leaders of the Soft Bone Clan, a man and a woman, were kneeling inside the cage, constantly kowtowing to the crowd around them.

"Human lords, I know I was wrong. I'm willing to offer my wife to you, isn't that enough?"

"My lords, I truly did not mean it. How could my lowly and worthless clan, the Soft Bone Clan, dare to offend the powerful human race?"

"Please...please, adults, just let me go, treat me like a fart...!"

His head slammed shut with a deafening roar.

At this moment, all the core members arrived at the scene and surrounded the cage.

Everyone was filled with curiosity.

"Where did Zhao Yin capture this alien race from? It's so ugly!" Song Xiaodao said with great disgust.

“I’ve never seen such a strange race before, and I’ve never even heard of their name.” Yuan Bao’er’s eyes widened.

"But they're quite pragmatic!" Jiang Xin'er praised.

"It looks delicious, and the smell is somewhat familiar!" Wang Chunhua examined it from head to toe, her expression thoughtful.

Zhao Yin and Tang Tang appeared in the crowd.

"Zhao Yin, where did you get this ugly alien?" Song Xiaodao was the first to spot Zhao Yin and immediately went up to grab his arm.

“It is quite ugly!” Zhao Yin nodded.

With a big mouth, beady eyes, and deathly pale skin, he gets uglier the more you look at him.

"My lord, the great human lord!" The leader of the Soft Bone Clan saw Zhao Yin and immediately grasped at the last straw.

His head hit the ground with a loud thud, and his forehead was scraped, but before any blood flowed, it healed immediately.

"Great human lord, I'll do anything you ask if you spare my life!"

The leader of the Soft Bone Clan searched his entire body, seemingly trying to find a gift to give to Zhao Yin.

But he was so poor that he only had a spatial ring, from which he poured out a pile of ordinary, moldy, and rotten crops.

Even his armor was only S-grade.

Finally, his gaze settled on the female member of the Soft Bone Clan beside him: "My lord, this is my wife...this is my wife. If you are willing to spare our lives, she will follow you from now on!"

The female members of the soft-boned tribe standing nearby nodded vigorously in agreement.

Zhao Yin felt a chill run down his spine, while Tang Tang, standing beside him, stared wide-eyed.

No wonder they're called the Soft-Bone Tribe!

I think of their ancestors, the undead, with their proud spirit.

Tang Tang couldn't understand how the descendants of the undead could have become like this.

Zhao Yin, too lazy to bother with an SSS-level life form, immediately looked at Wang Chunhua: "Sister Hua, I want to know the origin of the Soft Bone Clan, the strength of the clan, and where the race lives!"

"Oh!" Wang Chunhua readily agreed.

In fact, she had always felt that the Spineless Clan was very familiar, but since they were captured by Zhao Yin, she couldn't just do whatever she wanted with them.

Now that Zhao Yin had agreed, she immediately stepped forward to find out where this familiar aura came from.

At this moment, Zhao Yin sensed Zhu Ba's location and found it with a thought.

Zhu Ba's figure was immediately teleported over.

"Master!" Zhu Ba bowed respectfully.

Zhao Yin raised his hand and grabbed the thirty-two soft-boned creatures that had been collected into the Demon Mud Plateau. They were immediately pulled to Zhu Ba's front by a series of spatial hands.

"Master, what is this...?" Zhu Ba asked, puzzled.

Zhao Yin flicked his finger, and a spatial blade instantly pierced the brow of an S-rank soft-boned race member. Bang!

The head of the S-class cartilage race member exploded instantly, spraying brain matter and blood everywhere.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of all the core members nearby.

Everyone looked puzzled...

Just then, a scene that shocked everyone appeared: the headless, muscular creature was not dead, but lay on the ground writhing in agony.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of bloody light spread across the mangled neck, followed by the growth of stark white bones, and then more flesh...

Soon, its head grew out, looking exactly the same as before.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Only then did he understand why Zhao Yin cared so much about such low-level life forms!

Even a severed finger can regenerate from a skull?

"What a powerful and crazy healing!" At this moment, Song Xiaodao no longer thought the Soft Bone Clan was ugly, and wished he could transform into a Soft Bone Clan himself.

"If they can even regenerate their heads after they've lost them, then what exactly is their Achilles' heel?"

"No fatal flaw!"

Zhao Yin spoke, his gaze fixed on Zhu Ba.

"As long as they still have an eyeball or a severed finger... they can be reborn!"