The Chaos Dragon Prince

Killing intent wanted to brew out. The urge to shred this bronze skin man to bits yearned in Cain's soul.

However, acting on instinct would not be wise at all. In a new land with a new power system, Cain would only be able to move when he has access to his full power.

Killing this bronze skin man could very well alert more to his position. And that's speaking if Cain could even kill this bronze skin man.

Only the most plausible option remains.

Cain was calm and silent as he quickly flew up to the slave beast mount.

Landing on the slave beast mount, Cain soon came across several other human and other race slaves.

The Divine Star warriors all had cuffs on them and exuded unstable Divine Auras. Half-step Divine Rulers and Divine Rulers could sit without any cuffs.

The slaves all spared a single glance at Cain. The only thing to note was his handsome appearance, though his face and clothes were a bit rugged at this moment.

But other than that, there was nothing special for anyone to take particular notice of about Cain. They all turned their heads back to the ground.

A depressive atmosphere crushed all around them. It was immensely suffocating.

Even Cain was mildly put off by this oppressive might.

Silently sitting down, Cain focused his sight on the human slave woman. He wasn't looking to talk. But at least knows just where the hell was he and who the hell that bronze skin man was.

There was at least enough soul energy to do a quick sound transmission. 'Excuse me. I only want to ask what is that bronze man. And where exactly are we?'

The human slave woman was a bit startled. Her eyelids jumped, but she made no attempt to move her head up. Her proceeding sound transmission was short, yet also spoken in a depressive tone.

'That's an Astral Demon. And this is the Astral Demon's territory.'

The line quickly went dead after. Evidently, nobody here was willing to speak more than necessary.

Cain was fine with this. At least he has some knowledge of where he ended up at.

Ignoring all other distractions, Cain closed his eyes in meditation.

Minutes soon passed. By then, the sensation of space had suddenly transformed.

Cain's eyes shot open. The scenery had completely changed.

Gone was an eerie wasteland filled with nothingness. But now a uniquely designed mountain range fit to keep thousands of cultivators aligned within it.

Nothing about this place was luxurious or divine. Cheaply made small houses built with low-graded materials. Numerous other slaves went in and out of cave entrances at mountain peaks.

And these cruel Astral Demons that controlled these slaves. By either whipping them with laws or forcefully dragging slaves away for their own personal desires.

But it wasn't of all poor quality. At the top of this area was a beautiful, purple mountain range. Glistening waves of law lights exuded from the purple mountain range, streaking across the twilight sky and raining down an endless shine.

Only the stronger slaves were allowed to go up this special mountain peak.

Before he could obverse any further, the Astral Demon's cold voice blared into everyone's ears.

"Get down now! You will be assigned a camp and put to work promptly." The Astral Demon ordered as it was the most natural thing in the world.

Cain and the slaves didn't put up any resistance. They flashed to the ground, awaiting their next instructions.

The Astral Demon suddenly swept his gaze through the slaves. Indifferently, as if it was completely natural, he clenched his palm.

A violent wave of suction engulfed the slaves!

Everyone's expressions slightly changed. None of them put up any resistance. But streaks of lights were continually flashing out of several people's bodies, including the Divine Rulers.

These lights were their spatial rings.

A slight sense of crisis swirled in Cain's mind. It would be troublesome to explain his cracked spatial rings. And he definitely did not want his contact ring stolen.

Thankfully, the laws of a mere Divine Ruler couldn't overwhelm Cain on a fundamental level.

It felt stifling to do so. But there was no other option.

He surged a sliver of Chaos energy that shielded one of the non-broken spatial rings and the contact ring.

As for the other ones, just like the other slaves, it, too, was taken right out of Cain's possessions.

Gleaming lights of numerous spatial rings glisten within the Astral Demon's palm.

"Oh?" The Astral Demon swept a gaze over Cain specifically. His lips curled into a cruel, mocking smile. "Some real good valuables in here. You really are a good, fat sheep."

Those words only served to fuel the brutal savagery brewing within Cain's soul. But he could not rebel at this time. Not until his strength comes back.

After the inspection, several Astral Demons began to come to take the slaves away.

Cain didn't have to wait long. One of the first Astral Demons that had come specifically went to him.

"Hurry it up." The Astral Demon coldly ordered, not even wanting to take a second glance at Cain.

Cain stayed calm and silent as he followed behind the Astral Demon.

They quickly flew past several ragged small houses, eventually landing near one that looked no different from the others.

"Get in. The other slaves will explain everything to you." The Astral Demon hurriedly spoke. He wanted nothing more than to not waste any more time with a slave.

Without even bothering to see Cain go inside, the Astral Demon flew high into the skies. Waves of strong wind swept up the dirt and stained Cain's already battered clothes.

'Tch.' Cain ignored this blatant, will-breaking practice.

He calmly strolled right inside the small, dingy house. His vision came to a less than favorable living conditions.

A house that even mortals would struggle to live in. Dirt and moss continually crept along the wall. Foul stenches permeated the room. And there were barely any other rooms.

Merely other small rooms that contained some pathetic beds that not even a peddler would want.

This was the life of a cultivation slave. Just barely enough to scrape by and live.

The moment Cain set first in the small house, it alerted the other two Divine Star experts within.

"Ah!" Their eyes flashed open, coming out of their meditative state.

It was a man and a woman, Divine Star experts who don't resemble the bearing of this majestic realm at all. Their Divine Auras were fiercely unstable and their divine lights were barely noticeable. They looked worse than a mortal straggler.

Even so, these two slaves still managed to put on a welcoming smile.

The kind-looking woman spoke with a pleasant voice. "Ah, a new one, huh? At least you managed to make it here in one piece. Some of these demons can be more cruel than usual."

"Mn. And I can already see that you have a calm personality type. That'll do wonders around here. Even the slightest bit of hesitation can make you end up with broken limbs." The man held a wry smile while speaking.

Cain gave this duo a look over. They looked similar to each other and seemingly have a great Divine Will.

It takes a lot to not crumble under the cruelty of this environment. Especially when this slavery was committed by divine cultivators.

Everything was brutally harsh, meant to break people's spirits to an extreme degree, turning them into nothing more than mindless slaves.

Cain thought it will be at least enjoyable to be in their company in this short moment.