Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 567: Chapter 323: 6th Era: Celestial Pride, Inviting the Wolf into the House! _2

Under Lu Yuan’s feet, the bluestone steps became increasingly dark, as if they had been soaked in blood for a long time, ultimately turning a dark red-black color!

The group stepped one by one on the steps stained with the blood of the Human Race, and their moods grew heavier.

The once Holy Land of the Immortal Mountain now lay in ruins.

One can only imagine.

How fierce the ancient battle must have been!

After half a day.

They expended all their strength and barely managed to climb to the mountain peak.

The magnificent Daoist Palace was now close at hand.

This Daoist Palace was the place where the Celestial Emperor imparted teachings and also the entrance to the Ancestral Court.

The group only needed to step into the Daoist Palace, and they would be automatically transported into the Ancestral Court.

But at this moment.

A white light suddenly lit up on the open space in front of the Daoist Palace, manifesting sheets of symbol patterns and array patterns, transmitting intense spatial fluctuations!

"Is this the Ancient Teleportation Array of the Ruins?"

"But according to ancient records, the Teleportation Array was long destroyed, so how is it that someone can still use it?"

Ji Chen’s pupils contracted, feeling a foreboding sense in his heart.

The expressions on Lu Yuan, Qing Yan and the others were not looking good either.

The incoming are not good, and the good do not come.

The sudden activation of the Ancient Teleportation Array at this critical moment is evidently related to Heaven!

Sure enough.

As the array patterns were fully activated, figures began to emerge one after another from the void.

These figures, in remarkable numbers, formed ten teams, summing to over a hundred people!

Each individual’s power was incredibly strong, not at all inferior to Ji Chen’s group.

Especially when Ji Chen saw a familiar face among the crowd, he turned pale with shock, his heart sinking like a stone.

Because the person was wearing a golden python robe, unexpectedly, it was Crown Prince Datting, Tingyu!

Yet, the once overbearing Tingyu was obediently following behind a short-haired woman, speaking and behaving with utmost respect.

"Tingyu has always been arrogant, even disdaining his own father, yet for him to act so sycophantic, it must be a young genius from Heaven."

Ji Chen said bitterly.

Tingyu bringing people from Heaven to the Human Race Sacred Land is akin to inviting a wolf into the house!

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan discreetly glanced at the group.

Compared to Qi Refiners of the Lower Realm.

These individuals had cultivated more advanced Daoist Skills, their aura more perfect and flawless.

If.

Lu Yuan and his companions were just small fish and shrimp raised in a pond.

Then these geniuses from Heaven were the deep-sea giant beasts from rivers and oceans.

With every movement, they could easily crush so-called Lower Realm prides like Lu Yuan and his fellows!

Besides.

Lu Yuan also sensed a shared Human Race bloodline from other teams.

Evidently, these people had been planning for a long time, coming well-prepared.

"Are these the so-called Desolate Remnants?"

"Yao Xue, your Celestial Sword Palace has operated in the Desolate Realm for so many years and yet can still be forced into such a bind by this group of trash, needing to invite Celestial Divine Generals?"

"If it were our Rakshasa Race, we would have slaughtered them to the last without mercy!"

A young man in a blood robe with double horns coldly scrutinized Lu Yuan and the others, his gaze full of disdain.

Confronted with the blood-robed youth’s provocation, Yao Xue remained silent.

But the sword hanging at her waist suddenly unsheathed with a clang.

The next moment.

A sharp blade light soared into the sky, swirling into a sword flower in mid-air, slashing directly at the young man in the blood robe!

The expression of the blood-robed youth changed dramatically, hurriedly retreating, narrowly evading the sword Qi.

However, the Human Race pride standing behind him wasn’t so fortunate.

Though talented, and of the Perfection level in the Dharma Realm.

In the face of a true Heaven’s genius, he was pitifully fragile.

Facing Yao Xue’s astonishing sword.

All the Law and Spiritual Power within him were suppressed in an instant, as if he became an ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken.

He could only stand there, watching helplessly as the fierce sword Qi descended from above, splitting him vertically into two!

"Yao Xue, you madwoman, how dare you ruin my Rakshasa Race’s prospects!"

The blood-robed youth was filled with shock and anger, his face turning livid with rage.

Seeing the Celestial Pride of the Human Race being split in half, his heart bled even more!

The Rakshasa Race and the Celestial Sword Palace never got along, and small skirmishes would often occur.

But he never expected.

That crazy woman Yao Xue would be so merciless, killing a Human Race prodigy in their team over a mere verbal dispute!

"Third Young Master, this..."

The other Rakshasa clan members looked at the corpse on the ground, filled with anger, but also with a hint of fear in their hearts.

The Ancient Ancestral Court was protected by the Celestial Emperor’s Law, only the pure-blooded descendants of the Human Race had a chance to obtain the Celestial Emperor’s Inheritance.

It was precisely because of this.

The great powers of Heaven would spare no expense, laying the groundwork millions of years in advance.

Yet now, before they had even entered the Ancestral Court, the Human Race prodigy in their team was killed by Yao Xue in a single strike.

Years of planning and scheming, reduced to nothing overnight.

If this were to be known by the great powers within their clan, they would certainly be utterly doomed!

Being the Third Young Master of the Rakshasa Race, the blood-robed youth naturally understood the severity of the consequences.

His expression fluctuated, and after scanning the surroundings, he finally locked his gaze on another slightly weaker team.

"Luo Yun, don’t act recklessly, the Celestial Emperor’s Inheritance is of great importance, even our clan’s ancestors will closely monitor this matter."

"If you act impulsively, you’ll definitely implicate the entire Rakshasa Race!"

The leader of the team hastily rebuked him, his face slightly changing.

Upon hearing this, the blood-robed youth paused, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes, and he had to abandon his intentions.

Though the Rain Race did not have an Ancestral God presiding, their ancestor was closely tied to a great power of the Celestial Court.

If they angered the Rain Race’s ancestor, the Rakshasa Race would not fare well either.

"Luo Yun, we are both Celestial Prides of Heaven, there’s no need for mutual slaughter."

"That group of Desolate Remnants happens to be without a master, just capture them."

Another chubby man advised amiably.

However, although the chubby man appeared affable, he was in fact diverting the trouble, making Lu Yuan and the others Luo Yun’s new targets.

"Zheng Qian, although your Treasure Pavilion may lack combat power, your brains are quite clever, no wonder you’ve expanded your business to the Three Thousand Lower Realms."

Luo Yun’s eyes lit up, instantly enlightened.

Behind each of these Celestial Prides stood a certain strong person or force, some of whom even he couldn’t afford to provoke.

So unless necessary, he didn’t want to recklessly engage in conflict with them.

As for those Desolate Remnants, they were just a bunch of small worms surviving in the world, with no concern for any consequences.

Thinking of this.

Luo Yun looked at Lu Yuan and the others, immediately revealing a cold smile.

"The ancestor said that although you Desolate Remnants are ignorant and stubborn, you’re slightly more palatable than those submissive lowly people."

"But I didn’t expect that one day I would cooperate with you Desolate Remnants."

"Will you crawl over obediently, or do I have to come over personally, break your legs, and drag you here?"

Luo Yun spoke coldly.

Hearing this sentence.

Ji Chen and the others clenched their fists in anger, their bodies trembling.

As Celestial Prides of their clan, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

Not to mention.

The Rakshasa Race had once used the Human Race’s ancestors as blood sacrifices, this deep feud alone left them no room to back down!

"You bully too much! Do you truly think there’s no one in the Great Wilderness?"

Ji Chen’s face turned livid, retorting without any politeness.

"So, are you Desolate Remnants planning to resist me?"

"Interesting, interesting. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such tough bones like you."

Luo Yun laughed out loud, as if he had seen something novel.

The other Celestial Prides of Heaven also crossed their arms, watching the scene with interest.

In other Lower Realms, those Qi Refiners of the Human Race who had been tamed for years, when facing them.

Which one wouldn’t tremble, prostrate on the ground, willingly offering tributes?

Even when they turned the close kin of those Qi Refiners into puppet Walking Corpses right in front of them.

Those Qi Refiners would only stand by and applaud, never daring to show any dissatisfaction or resentment!

Looking across the Three Thousand Lower Realms, ten thousand caves.

Perhaps only these untamed Desolate Remnants had the courage to speak to them like this!