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

Chapter 835: Chapter 448: Seventh Life—Immortal Venerable Soul Slave, Negotiating With a Tiger for Its Skin!

Immortal Burial Valley.

Core Region.

Three noble young men stood with their hands behind their backs, exuding an innate disdain for the Ten Thousand Races and looking down upon all living beings.

Their cultivation was slightly weaker, only at the Half-Step Immortal Venerable level, yet they could still look down upon all the Immortal Venerables present.

Just by standing there, they replaced the sun, moon, and stars, becoming the center of this world.

At this moment.

Even someone as strong as the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor felt as if facing a great enemy, with all the hair on his body standing on end, as if encountering something extremely terrifying.

As for Ancient Profound and the others, they were so scared that they couldn’t even speak, only able to fight against the uncontrollable fear and submission within their hearts.

Because this fear was innate, imprinted deep in the souls of all creatures of the Ten Thousand Races, and no one could escape or eliminate it.

"Direct Lineage successors of the Celestial Divine Race?"

Feeling that indescribable sense of domination, Lu Yuan’s expression flickered, and he was quite surprised.

In Ancient Times.

The Celestial Divine Race seized the opportunity to usurp the Heavenly Dao Authority. For the eternal rule of their realm, they didn’t hesitate to sever the connection between this world and All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Thus, this world became completely the private domain of the Celestial Divine Race.

To them, the myriad races of other universes were no different from NPCs in a game.

Like the Daluo Immortal Ancestor of the Five Elements Immortal Sect, no matter how peerless his cultivation, no matter how divine his Daoist skill, in the end, it all came to nothing.

Only the Celestial Divine Race stands supreme, the undisputed dominators of this world!

"The Celestial God Mark is the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao Authority, capable of enslaving all living beings, and even the life and death of True Immortal Strong Persons are within its whim."

Lu Yuan’s expression turned grave as he pondered silently.

Every Celestial God race member is born sacred, with an innate trace of the Heavenly Dao Authority, capable of controlling the life and death of billions.

No matter how vast the cosmos, with its myriad brilliant star civilizations and cultivation systems.

To them, nothing.

Superpower Users, Spiritual Mind Masters, they are nothing but pitiful creatures pushed to the brink, forced to seek other paths.

Even the native cultivators of this world can only obediently crawl at their feet, bow their heads in submission, and serve as slaves!

However, unlike Ancient Profound and others who felt as if a thorn was on their back, the other three Demon Race Venerables appeared quite relaxed, unaffected by the suppression of the Celestial God Mark.

"My three young masters, those three Immortal Corpses have been absorbing the Evil Qi here day and night and have already birthed a trace of spirituality. Now is the best time to refine them. Do you need this old slave to do the work?"

As the Supreme Elder of the Divine Attendant Sect, the Shepherd Ancestor always presented himself with the demeanor of an immortal, emotionless to outsiders.

Yet now, in the presence of these three Celestial God race members, his face was full of flattering smiles, desperate to paste his face onto their boots.

"These remnants of the Immortal Realm are a waste alive, kill them all to nourish the Immortal Corpses."

A purple-robed young man said coldly, his tone indifferent, evidently the leader among the three.

"Brother Tian Hao, I’ve just obtained these three Immortal Venerable remnant souls from the ancestor. Let me have a workout."

Another young man with a sinister aura and triangular eyes volunteered.

As soon as he finished speaking.

He took out a Venerable Soul Banner, shaking it gently, and the sky suddenly darkened, with flying sand and stones, and fierce winds howling, as if the Gate of Hell had been opened, allowing countless spirits and evil ghosts to descend upon the world!

With gusts of eerie wind, three main souls flew out from the Venerable Soul Banner, manifesting before all present.

However, when Ancient Profound and the others saw those three main souls, their complexion drastically changed, and their hearts gave rise to a profound sense of shared sorrow.

Because the faces of those three main souls were exactly the same as the three Immortal Corpses not far away.

This also meant.

Back then, after the Supreme True Demon Array severely injured those three Immortal Venerables, their True Spirits did not reincarnate for cultivation but were directly refined into Soul Slaves by the Celestial Divine Race!

"Heh heh, your Celestial Divine Race is truly ruthless. Worried about them being uncontrollable after reincarnation, you simply killed the donkey the moment it left the millstone, squeezing out the last bit of value from them."

The Four-armed Snake Demon was momentarily stunned but then sneered coldly.

"Insolence!"

"How dare you fiends presume to comment on Lord Celestial God? Kneel and apologize at once!"

The three Celestial God race members had yet to speak when the Shepherd Ancestor erupted in rage, as if faced with an unbearable insult, and loudly berated.

"Putting on airs, what a goddamned Celestial God; back in the day, they were merely vassals of the Immortal Race."

The Asura Demon Venerable grinned, making a merciless sarcastic comment.

Had it not been for the Immortal Race’s hubris back then, rashly waging war with the Dark Alien Race, which severely depleted their Primordial Energy, would the Celestial Divine Race have gotten the opportunity to rule the Celestial Court?

"Indeed, you may lord it over in the Immortal Realm, but we of the Demon Race do not indulge you."

"This is a critical territory of our Demon Race, even if you fancy yourselves as Celestial Gods, you must behave yourselves."

The Three-Eyed Demon Venerable responded forcefully, refusing to give any face to the other party.

Yes, the Immortal Realm is an Eight-Star Grand World, one level above the Demon Realm.

But by severing themselves, the Celestial Divine Race isolated themselves, essentially losing an arm.

Not to mention their arbitrary actions and complacency.

Which led to broken lineages within the Immortal Realm, a decline of strong individuals; though seemingly prosperous now, they are in truth hollow, their overall power diminished by more than half from the past.

"In those days, when our Immortal Race was at its pinnacle, races from all over came to pay homage, and even the True Gods of the Demon Realm were startled three times a day, having to go to the Celestial Court to greet the Immortal Emperor personally."

"Unlike the Celestial Divine Race, who can’t even guard the Immortal Realm’s territories, instead being pushed back by the Demon Realm."

Ancient Profound clenched his fists, his heart filled with bitterness and unwillingness.