"To ensure the purity of the First Human race's bloodline, even if it's one-thousandth of the bloodline of other races, such humans are all foreign races. All of them have been exiled to other continents, haven't they?"
Number 5 paced around and said, "The purpose of the Sacred Emperor building these farms is to plunder the insignificant trace of divinity from these so-called god's children. However, even if it's insignificant, after ten thousand years of accumulation, that amount is probably already very terrifying, right?"
He squatted in front of the furnace, looked at the scarlet potion in the furnace, and said expressionlessly, "As for me, I only fused a small part of the divinity that was offered to the Sacred Emperor into my potion. With the enhancement of this substance, my potion can really be sublimated to the maximum."