In the Upper Realm.
Heaven and earth collapsed, mountains collapsed, and rivers dried up.
The Demon Ancestor sat proudly on a throne made up of countless corpses and bones. His entire body exuded an aura of disdain.
Below him were the heads of the elites of the Ten Great Celestial Sects and the head of the Patriarch of the Sect of All Times. Around him were millions of Demon Army soldiers lined up neatly, making his domineering aura even more intense.
"Hehehe!"
"Hehehehe!"
The joyful laughter of taking revenge rang out in the sky.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a basin of cold water broke, and the Demon Ancestor woke up from his dream.
Damn it!
So, it was a dream!
Sigh.
The things that happened in the dream could only happen in the dream.
"What's going on …"
The Demon Ancestor's mind gradually became clear. He realized that he was in a light barrier, so he held his head that felt like it had exploded.
Wait a minute!
Why do I have hands?
The Demon Ancestor's memory was still stuck on using the Great Travel Skill.
This was one of the mystical abilities of the Demonic Seal. When in danger, it could quickly separate the soul from the body and hide in a deeper space.
A hundred thousand years ago, he had used it. Although the elites of the Ten Great Celestial Sects found out about it and intercepted it, a remnant of his soul managed to escape and was resurrected.
This time, it went smoothly, but …
The Demon Ancestor lowered his head and looked at his thick arms. Then, he looked up with difficulty and saw himself through the mirror-like barrier. He was so shocked that he took a few steps back and almost blurted out, "Who is this ugly monster?"
The body he was occupying now was much stronger than the one he had previously reconstructed. However, his face was abnormally ferocious and looked very scary. He looked like an orc in a game, especially his green skin, which made him look like a giant in a movie.
"What's going on …"
"What's going on …"
The Demon Ancestor clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with rage.
He had used the Demonic Seal's Great Travel Skill to escape from his perfect body, but when he woke up, his soul was placed in the body of an extremely ugly monster. This was hard for him to understand and accept!
Beep!
"Vital signs normal."
"Potential development normal."
"Combat power 6,200."
Suddenly, a voice came from the barrier.
"Who is it?"
The Demon Ancestor quickly became alert. "Who's talking?"
"Hu!"
At this moment, the barrier around him disappeared into thin air, and an indescribable building appeared in his field of vision. Several cultivators in tight-fitting clothes stood next to it, holding various small notebooks in their hands as if they were doing statistics.
"Who are you?"
The Fiend Ancestor's eyes turned cold. His face looked even scarier.
"Ta!"
A middle-aged man in a neat military uniform walked in from the outside. His leather boots made a rhythmic sound as they touched the ground. Then, he sat in the front seat in a suave manner. He clasped his white-gloved hands together and said indifferently, "Star Spirit Sector, First Fleet."
"Star Spirit World?"
The expression on the Demon Ancestor's face changed from vigilance to dullness.
During the meeting held in Divine Saint City earlier, he had heard from his subordinates that the invading warship seemed to be from the Star Spirit World.
How could he have encountered someone who had used a divine ability to drill into the void?
This matter.
It all started with Gou Sheng using the System's power.
In short, obtaining great power also brought about many unpredictable problems.
"Listen carefully."
The middle-aged man said indifferently, "I am the captain of the First Fleet. You can call me General or Master. Because, from today onwards, you are my slave, number 9527."
Slave?
The Demon Ancestor's eyes flashed with anger as he rushed forward. His green and thick arms pressed down as he said angrily, "Go to hell!"
"Protect the General!"
"Shua! Shua! Shua! "
The guards beside the middle-aged man hurriedly stood in front of him, but they still could not withstand the powerful punch and were instantly sent flying.
Ga!
The Demon Ancestor suddenly stood in place and looked at his fist in a daze.
This power, this strength.
I … could it be that I have recovered 60% of my cultivation?
The middle-aged man said indifferently, "Although your soul is very weak, your potential is very high. That's why it was quickly stimulated after fusing with the Level 1 Corpse Servant."
Corpse Servant? Fusion?
The Demon Ancestor's mind was in a mess.
But he could roughly guess that his sudden recovery of 60% of his strength was related to this guy.
"I will make you stronger."
The middle-aged man said, "Isn't it natural to be a slave?"
His tone was always calm, even with obvious disdain, as if he had already entered the role of a "master".
"…"
The Demon Ancestor was furious.
As the master of the Demon Clan, it was a great humiliation to be treated as a slave!
"Die!"
"Whoosh!"
A powerful demonic aura burst out, and violent power gathered in his right fist. The strength close to the peak of the Truth Seeking Realm completely erupted.
With the Demon Ancestor's current strength, although he might not win if he faced Jun Changxiao and the powerhouses of the two clans again, he did not need to use the risky Demon Seal Secret Technique at all if he wanted to escape.
"Whoosh!"
The wind howled, and the air froze.
However, just as the powerful iron fist was about to hit him, the middle-aged man raised his hand and caught it. He said indifferently, "The ninth law of the Star Spirit Realm, 23rd case, slaves are not allowed to attack their masters, or their lives will be taken away."
"You …"
The Demon Ancestor's eyes widened.
This person did not reveal any aura from the moment he appeared, but he could easily catch his full-strength attack. He even felt powerless as if he had punched cotton!
"Since you are not a creature of the Star Spirit Realm."
The General released his hand and said indifferently, "I will spare you this time."
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The Demon Ancestor mobilized all his strength again and poured it into his left and right arms, launching a rainstorm-like bombardment.
"Swoosh!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man lightly waved his sleeves, first clasping his hands, then pressing them in front of his chest. His other hand conveniently clasped his neck, raising him high. His gaze was cold and stern as he said, "Don't use your temper to challenge my patience."
His gaze was extremely domineering.
The restrained Demon Ancestor's eyes were filled with intense fear.
It had nothing to do with his realm. Even if he was at his peak a hundred thousand years ago, he would definitely feel a chill down his spine when he saw this gaze.
The third step!
He must be at the third step!
"Plop!"
The middle-aged man threw the Demon Ancestor on the ground and patted his slightly wrinkled military uniform. "Your potential has not been fully explored yet. You will recuperate in the health cabin next."
With that, he turned and left.
"Oh, right."
He stopped at the door and said indifferently, "As a slave, you must have the consciousness of a slave. If you dare to offend me again, I will easily take away your cultivation and … soul."
Until the middle-aged man's back completely disappeared, the Demon Ancestor clenched his fists. His eyes flashed with anger as he said, "Damn it!"
In the next few days, he gradually familiarized himself with the main warship and also experienced the benefits of the health cabin. Then, he suppressed all his unhappiness and unwillingness and began to meditate and cultivate.
Slave?
I don't agree!
But if he could recover his cultivation as soon as possible, why not take advantage of the opportunity?
"Boom!"
In the test room, the Demon Ancestor punched the barrier.
"Beep!"
"Combat power 6,700."
The middle-aged man sitting outside nodded and said, "In just a few days, it increased by 500. Your potential is not bad. After a while, follow Master to conquer the upper realm. You should have a good performance."
As expected!
This guy was the same as the previous warship. He was going to invade the upper realm!
"Very good, very good."
Returning to the cabin, the Demon Ancestor looked at the dark starry sky through the window. His ugly face gradually became ferocious.
"Ten Celestial Sects!
"Sect of All Times!
"When this ancestor returns, I will personally destroy all of you!"
"Kekeke!"
"Kekekeke!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
A few soldiers surrounded him and punched and kicked him. They scolded, "Your clothes haven't been washed, the dishes haven't been washed, and you still have the face to laugh here!"
"I'll go now! I'll go now! "
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