It was a vast land that was dilapidated and desolate. Countless living beings knelt on the ground in a pitch-black mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Among those living beings, all the men were extremely ugly. They had dark bodies and long vermilion hair. Some of them even had pairs of pitch-black flesh wings on their backs.
The women among them looked no different from humans. Furthermore, they had outstanding looks and were seductive. Although they were kneeling on the ground, one could still see their slender waists and graceful postures.
It was the Rakshasa race!
Furthermore, there were hundreds of millions of them.
At the center of this group of Rakshasas was a tall building.
To be precise, it was a stone statue of a woman.
The woman was extremely beautiful and wore white robes. Wielding a long sword, she stood barefoot.
Her shoulders were sharp and her waist was slender. Her skin was smooth and her brows were smoky – this stone statue could be said to be a work of the gods.
However, even though it was just a stone statue, it exuded an indescribable charm that overshadowed all the Rakshasas around it and caused one's heart to flutter!
If that was the case for a stone statue, one could not help but lament how beautiful the white-robed woman would be.
Beside the stone statue, there was a huge circular altar that was covered with mysterious runes.
The Rakshasas closest to the stone statue and altar had three pairs of flesh wings on their backs – it was clear that their cultivation realms were at the Grotto-Heaven realm!
Around the altar, there were hundreds of Grotto-Heaven realm Rakshasas.
Behind the Rakshasa kings was a group of Rakshasas with two pairs of flesh wings. All of them were True Spirits of the Rakshasa race and there were more than ten thousand of them!
Behind them were the Rakshasas at the Mystic, Earth and Heaven Essence realms that had the most numbers.
The Rakshasas were kneeling on the ground obediently. It was not because of the stone statue, but because of the dozen or so powerful figures that were descending slowly from midair!
There were both men and women among them and they all had badges with the words' Fengtian 'on their waists.
Their auras and attire were clearly different from the Rakshasas – they did not fit in with the environment either.
The dozen or so figures stood in the air and looked down at the Rakshasas prostrating on the ground. It was as if they were the rulers of this world!
Among the group, a young man stood at the front with a jade fan in his hand. He looked like he had the most distinguished status. The others were like stars surrounding the moon as they stood behind him.
Beside this young man, and half a step behind him, stood another old man with a cold expression.
There was a silver crescent mark between the elder's eyebrows...........................
.... among the thousands of races.. but.. but...... but.....................
The Moon Yin Tribe was born with the Moon Yin Body and could cultivate the Baleful Yin Qi.
Apart from the Moon Moon Race's elder, who was somewhat unfathomable, the others, including the young man leading the group, were all Kings of the Grotto-Heaven Realm!
The young man and the old man from the Moon Tribe also had a token hanging on their waists. However, they were different from the tokens that the others had.
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"Greetings, my lords."
Among the Rakshasa below, an old Rakshasa woman looked up carefully with a sad expression and asked, "The Celestial Tribute World has already taken away some of our True Spirits. It's only been a few decades, and the time limit is not up yet. Why are you all here again?"
"Hmph! “
A king from the Celestial Worship World snorted and scolded: "Shut up! What do you know, old thing! "
"You Rakshasas don't know what's good for you. It's your honor that we're here. Don't cry!" Another Fengtian Realm King scolded.
The Rakshasas below, including the hundreds of Rakshasas Kings, lowered their heads in fear. They did not dare to respond.
Logically speaking, there were more Rakshasas than the dozen people in the air.
Even the number of Kings was greater than the other party.
However, this group of Rakshasas did not dare to resist in the slightest when faced with the curses and scoldings of the people in the air.
"Interesting."
The young man looked at the Rakshasas under his feet and murmured, "So, this is the Jiuyou Sinned Land …"
A king from the Celestial Tribute World stood out and said slowly, "We're here to pick a few beautiful Rakshasa girls to serve this lord from now on."
The lord that the Fengtian Realm King mentioned was the young man.
The Rakshasas below were silent. Many Rakshasas were terrified. They did not dare to look up, and their bodies trembled. They were afraid that they would be chosen.
"Raise your heads!"
The Fengtian Realm King yelled again. He pointed at the top of his head and said, "Don't remind me.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. This lord is from the 'Heavens' and has a noble status. To be able to receive this lord's favor is a blessing that you have accumulated over several lifetimes!"
The Rakshasas below still did not step forward.
Although they were forced by the situation and could not resist, they were not willing to lower themselves.
"My lord, is there anyone you like?"
The King of the Celestial World turned around and looked at the young man.
There were too many Rakshasas below. When the young man looked over, he was a little dazzled.
The young man looked around and shook his head. He seemed dissatisfied and said, "These Rakshasas are not bad, but they can't catch my eye."
The young man looked around and suddenly saw the woman in the stone statue. His eyes lit up.
Whoosh!
The young man opened the jade fan in his hand and walked to the stone statue. He looked at the woman in the stone statue and sized her up. His eyes flashed with lust.
Many Rakshasas clenched their fists instinctively when they saw this. They were enraged.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
The young man made a strange sound. He stared at the woman in the stone statue and licked his lips. He turned around and asked, "Who is this woman?"
"My lord."
A Fengtian Realm King bowed and said, "She's the ancestor of these sinful spirits. Her name is Jiuyou Plain Maiden, also known as Plain Maiden Rakshasas. She once created an epoch.
"However, it was precisely because she once attempted to defy the heavens that she was defeated and died. The Ninth Hell World was annihilated and implicated the clansmen under her command to be reduced to sinful spirits for generations to come. They were imprisoned here and were forever unable to rise again."
The young man said, "Oh, it's her. I've heard of her."
"Tsk!"
The young man smacked his lips. Suddenly, he stretched out his palm and stroked the face of the stone statue. He said regretfully, "What a pity. If such a beauty was still alive, wouldn't it be great to have sex with me day and night?"
The moment he said that, the Rakshasa race was in an uproar!
In their hearts, the Jiuyou Plain Maiden was the totem of their race. They would not allow anyone to humiliate or profane her.
Moreover, the Jiuyou Plain Maiden was once a Thearch.
How could anyone trample on the dignity of a Thearch?
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