Chapter - 3533

"You have no idea how tough that battle was. Humankind was nearly annihilated, while the demons parted ways with humans. The fact that humanity still exists is my greatest joy. I eagerly anticipate the opportunity to infiltrate the demon realm and annihilate those sinners. If it weren't for them, the issue of the ferocious beasts would have already been resolved."

Subsequently, he slowly turned his gaze toward Zeke, letting out a sigh.

"Your vital energy, though it may be but a drop in the bucket for me, is not entirely useless. I have consumed the vital energy of many who have ventured here, none of which were Eternal Class. Now, I've only managed to recover less than ten percent. Once I've recovered about fifty percent, I'll be able to leave this Ancient Graveyard. Then, by consuming more living beings and vital energy, I can rejuvenate myself. Given enough time, I'll certainly reach the late stage of Eternal Class. When that happens, I'll march into the demon realm."

Upon hearing this, Zeke stopped breathing for a moment.

"Sir, are you implying that you can truly revive, but only with vital energy?"

"Indeed." Heavenly God nodded, then shook his head with a heavy sigh. "I, too, am reluctant to end your lives, but I'm truly in urgent need of vital energy. What do you think should be done?"

Zeke and Vesper exchanged glances, a flicker of doubt passing through their eyes.

They weren't foolish, and both felt like this Heavenly God was acting far too abnormally.

He shouldn't have revealed so much to them!

Nonetheless, one thing was certain-Heavenly God had genuinely returned from ancient times.

After all, none had ever reached the zenith stage of Nebula Class in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush.

There wasn't even a trace of such a record.

Heavenly God's aura was so profound and vast that it didn't seem like that of an ordinary Eternal Class cultivator.

Despite claiming to only be in the early stage of Eternal Class, Zeke felt that the aura emanating from the other party was already comparable to being in the mid stage of Eternal Class!

Was an ancient immortal really that terrifying?

After a moment of silence, Zeke had a hunch, but he dared not confirm it. Instead, he directly asked, "Lord Heavenly God, are you suggesting that I can serve you?"

Heavenly God's smile grew wider, his eyes intent and meaningful as he looked at Zeke and nodded.

"You guessed right. That's exactly it! I see potential in you, lad. I believe that under my guidance, you could become transcendent and vanquish the Demons!"

A windfall from the heavens?

Zeke was taken aback; he simply didn't believe that Heavenly God was genuinely interested in him.

His earlier speculation was that the other party intended to use him and his companions to draw more people to the Ancient Graveyard. Perhaps only top prodigies truly possessed boundless vital energy.

And it wasn't the human race that held the most vital energy, but rather, the Willow Clan.

In the vast expanse of the universe, amidst the chaos, there was more than just one race. It wasn't limited to humans, demons, immortals, monks, beasts, and so on.

There was also the Spirit Race.

This race essentially represented the spirit of plants.

The Willow Clan consisted of willow trees, and the truly powerful ones could take on human forms. They had somewhat managed to blend into the human race, though it was uncertain whether they still resided within the Secret Realm of Mount Kush.

However, it was rumored that the Willow Clan had a top prodigy, one at the zenith stage of Nebula Class.

In truth, to call them a top prodigy wasn't quite accurate. The other party's age might already be in the thousands, closely matching the lifespan of many Eternal Class supreme beings.

In front of that individual, Zeke might even have to address the other party as his elder.

"Sir, may I ask what exactly is your plan?" Zeke asked.

He was curious, eager to understand Heavenly God's true intentions. Was he really targeting the Spirit Race?

After a moment of silence, Heavenly God finally said, "Has the Willow Clan arrived as well? If members of the Willow Clan of the Spirit Race are indeed here, then there won't be a need for extensive preparations. The vital energy of two or three zenith stage Nebula Class cultivators will be sufficient."

"Enough for you to reach fifty percent?" Zeke asked.

"Yes. The vital energy of Willow Clan members is immense and overwhelming. Even in ancient times, they were known for healing our kind. The Willow Clan members who took human form were primarily medical cultivators and will be able to help."

Zeke's eyebrows are slightly knitted together.