As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Taiyi Immortal Sect, one of the twelve majestic Immortal Sects, behaves like this. It is no wonder that the sects below are also the same as them.
Qin Fan suddenly asked: "Do you know what the third prince of the demon clan did here?"
The special envoy in white looked down at Qin Fan from a high position and said coldly: "No matter what he does, it is not the responsibility of a little monk like you."
Qin Fan said: "Even if he kills people, sets fires, and insults human women, should we still let him do whatever he wants?"
The white-clothed envoy was slightly stunned, but his face remained expressionless, and he said coldly: "Even if he kills a few people and insults a few women, it is still better than fighting between two tribes and tens of millions of casualties."
Qin Fan suddenly wanted to laugh, it was this kind of logic.
If all the monks here have this kind of thinking, can this place really be called the last pure land of the human race?
Is it necessary for this kind of struggling race to exist in the world?
Looking at the envoy's natural expression, Qin Fan suddenly grinned, revealing a hint of amusement: "If one day, the demon clan needs you to sacrifice your relatives and friends, will you be willing to use their sacrifices in exchange for a short period of peace? "
The white-clothed envoy's expression changed and he slapped Qin Fan with his palm.
boom!
Qin Fan's body lit up with a golden light, but he was still shot and flew dozens of meters away.
In the late stage of the Soul Transformation Realm, even if he only used half of his strength, it was not something Qin Fan, a monk who had just recovered to the Nascent Soul Realm, could resist.
The special envoy in white stared at Qin Fan coldly, looking very angry: "If I don't use you to quell the anger of the demons, I will kill you right now."
"Put shackles on him and take him away!"
"Yes!" Several followers in black immediately took out thick wooden shackles and placed them on Qin Fan, completely treating him like a prisoner.
Qin Fan did not resist. He was slapped by the white-clothed envoy just now. Although he defended himself in time, he still suffered some minor injuries.
Now, the shackles are on his body, and the chains jingle as he walks.
Below, everyone in Jianmen saw this scene, and their faces were livid with anger.
If Qin Fan hadn't sent a message to explain in advance, Luo Yuanshan would not have let them take Qin Fan away even if he risked his life.
"Master, do you really want them to take the ancestor away?" an elder asked in a low voice.
Luo Yuanshan gritted his teeth and nodded: "The ancestor told me that there is no need to worry about him, he has his own way to avert danger."
Qin Fan was taken to a space transport ship.
There were many humans on this transport ship, all of them were shackled. They were all like walking zombies, with dull faces, as if they were puppets who had lost their souls.
"go in!"
Qin Fan was thrown into the cell by two men in black.
Surrounded by giant steel pillars blessed by the magic circle, they also sealed Qin Fan's cultivation, and they were not worried that Qin Fan could escape.
The cell was large and there were many people inside. Qin Fan counted more than thirty people in total.
These people looked dull, as if they were just instinctive monsters. Dozens of people gathered in the cell, but they didn't even say a word. The huge cell was eerily quiet.
Qin Fan found a shorter man who looked younger and asked, "Where are we being sent?"
The short young man turned his head and looked at Qin Fan blankly: "You don't know?"
Judging from his expression, he seemed to be confused as to why Qin Fan would ask such a question that everyone knew.
Then, he replied: "This is a transport ship to deliver slaves to the Demon Clan. Once you reach the Demon Clan, you will never be able to return to your homeland in this life."
"You are so young, but your parents and relatives are willing to let you go. Oh, take this opportunity to see more of your homeland!"
At this time, a middle-aged man interrupted him: "Don't be so depressed. A real man walks in the world and is buried wherever he dies. The green hills of the world are the same."
"It is our honor to contribute to the peace of our clan. Even if we die, we will die well."
Qin Fan noticed this and asked, "You...are all voluntary?"
This time, everyone around him turned to look at him.
"Everyone on this spaceship is volunteering." This time, an old man answered him.
The old man's hair was sparse and he was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The gray robe on his body was very clean and he looked more calm than the others.
Qin Fan could tell that this person should have a high status among this group of people, and his strength was unfathomable.
Qin Fan said: "I was captured."
"I don't understand why you, the good ones, were sent to the demon clan?"
A strong sense of shame appeared on everyone's faces, and gradually the shame turned into anger.
"The various races fought, and our race was defeated. For the sake of peace, we had to agree to unequal treaties with each race. One of the treaties was to regularly send some people to the Demon Clan as slaves to serve the Demon Clan." The old man still answered, he Not as excited as those around him, he was still very calm.
Qin Fan also felt a deep sense of humiliation in his heart. He originally thought that with the three great Heavenly Lords in charge, the human race would be able to achieve a brief period of peace.
Unexpectedly, this peace would be so difficult.
Qin Fan didn't speak, and the cell became silent again.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a glimmer of light outside, and someone opened the iron door with a clang.
"We're here, come out!"
Qin Fan followed a group of people and walked to the deck of the spacecraft.
A group of demon soldiers with purple scales on their bodies, unusually tall, and covered in black demonic aura, lined up on both sides.
Two of the demon generals were explaining something to the human leader.
Then they waved their hands, and the group of demon soldiers drove Qin Fan and others away like animals.
Leaving the human transport ship, Qin Fan followed everyone aboard the demon's black armored battleship.
These demon soldiers threw them directly on the deck, leaving only a few soldiers to guard them. The others immediately returned to the cabin to rest.
Qin Fan stood in the team, found the old man, and asked with some confusion: "They only left two people, aren't they afraid of us escaping?"
The old man glanced at him with a stern look: "I'm warning you, no matter you were captured or came here voluntarily, once you get here, don't think about escaping."
"When you come here, don't plan to get out of here alive in this life."
"Everyone who comes here has already had this awareness. It has been this way for thousands of years. Those demons know that we will not escape at all, so there is no need to guard us."
Qin Fan was even more puzzled: "Why can't you escape?"
The old man's tone was solemn and full of warning: "If you escape from here, all the clan members here will be affected. They may be killed and tortured because of you."
"Even if you escape, there will be new clan members to replace you. This new person may be your brother or sister, or it may be your best friend."
Qin Fan was silent. If you say this, there is really no way to escape.
The battleship quickly sailed towards a purple planet ahead, and soon landed on the ground.
The space of this planet is filled with violent demonic energy, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very scarce, making many monks feel uncomfortable.
This is the Demon Clan’s closest stronghold to the Blue Star, the Purple Demon Star!
