As his voice fell, Luo Zheng's figure stepped out from the void, hovering above the sacred race martial artist's head as he looked down …
That powerful aura was like a sovereign descending upon the world, but it also contained an aura of supremacy!
The sacred race martial artists boasted of their noble bloodlines. In the eyes of the sacred race, all other races were equal.
Whether it was the human race or other intelligent life forms, they were no different from pigs, dogs, ants, or other living beings!
Only the sacred race was different. Only the sacred race had the qualifications to stand above all other races!
In the vast universe, any life form, any race, could only crawl beneath the feet of the sacred race, relying on the sacred race's charity and captivity to live their lives.
Had this sacred race martial artist felt such an aura before?
Under the coercion of this aura, this sacred race martial artist suddenly felt incomparably small, as if he couldn't help but submit.
But now, he was facing a human. Because of the glory of his bloodline, this sacred race martial artist instinctively resisted. How could he casually submit to a human?
"What is your name? I can spare your life." Luo Zheng's cold voice floated out once more. The pressure of his soul suddenly doubled, and a faint golden light flashed in Luo Zheng's eyes.
The Forbidden Land of God Refinement was one of the six great cultivation Holy Lands.
The Dragon Bird Clan cultivated in the Valley of Time, the Yuanhe Clan cultivated in the Heart Refining Pagoda, the Mountain Shattering Clan cultivated in the Source of Strength, the Myriad Elephant Clan cultivated in the Wind Destroying Valley, and the Sky Dome Clan cultivated in the Origin and End True Essence …
In addition, there was also the Soul Imprint Clan's Divine Soul Ancestral Land, a place where they cultivated the Divine Soul.
Among the three cultivation systems of a martial artist, the Divine Soul was second only to the Body Tempering and True Cultivation. It was the third fulcrum that supported a martial artist, so it was naturally a very important link.
Of the ten Dao Children, seven had entered the Divine Soul Ancestral Land. Among them, Lie Qianhan, Jiang Zhengyi, and Dugu Jian Xiaoxiao had missed the opportunity to enter the Divine Soul Ancestral Land due to time constraints. They hadn't been able to enter to cultivate and had been directly brought to the Valley of Time.
Apart from the Sky Vault Clan, Luo Zheng also had extraordinary gains in the Five Great Cultivation Holy Lands.
At this moment, Luo Zheng's soul was shining with a golden brilliance. On the surface of his translucent soul, there were arc-shaped golden seals. This was the 'Sovereign Soul Seal' of the Divine Soul Ancestral Land. The one who had such a seal would release a soul pressure that had the aura of an emperor. It would make people feel small and insignificant. It could even force weaker opponents to submit!
In this round of the Great Yan Universe, there weren't many martial artists who had cultivated the Gold Battle Soul. Only Heavenly Venerables and a small portion of Great Sector Lords had cultivated it.
At this moment, Luo Zheng released the power of pressure through the Golden Fighting Soul, and supplemented by the "Emperor Soul Engraving", the effect could be imagined.
Therefore, when he asked this question, the Sacred Race martialist shuddered and subconsciously answered, "My, my name is Long Rong!"
"Stop," Luo Zheng ordered again.
Luo Zheng could have forced the other party to submit, but at this moment, he only used words to make the other party submit. Luo Zheng also wanted to test the ability he had obtained in the Forbidden Land of God Refinement.
Running away was almost an instinct of the Sacred Race martialists. Luo Zheng's words seemed to have achieved the "law of the land". It made the Sacred Race martialist's heart stop resisting his fear!
Long Rong only looked at Luo Zheng with a pair of frightened eyes. He no longer had any thoughts of resistance in his heart.
"Which Great Realm is this?" Luo Zheng stared at Long Rong and asked.
Long Rong's eyes flickered with hesitation, but he felt his soul being completely suppressed by Luo Zheng. It was as if he was controlled. He couldn't help but answer, "This is the Seven Extreme Realm …"
"Seven Extreme Realm?" Luo Zheng was slightly stunned.
The Seven Extreme Realm was a border Great Realm of the Human Dao Alliance. This border Great Realm bordered the border of Deities No Thought.
When Luo Zheng left the Great Yan Universe, the Sacred Race had only occupied three Great Realms of the Tang Chen Race. If the Sacred Race fought all the way to the Seven Extreme Realm, wouldn't they swallow the entire Human Dao Alliance?
The situation was worse than Luo Zheng imagined.
In Luo Zheng's opinion, no matter how strong the Sacred Race was, it was impossible for them to completely swallow the thousands of Great Realms of the Human Dao Alliance in a short three years. After all, every Great Realm was vast and boundless. Moreover, the Celestial Venerables of the universe and Startail couldn't possibly watch from the sidelines.
Then what about Celestial Venerate Oracle?
Celestial Venerate Cloudfox … and Cloudfall!
Luo Zheng's thoughts spun rapidly. He stared at Long Rong and asked, "What's the current situation in the Great Yan Universe?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flickered in his eyes. The emperor's aura in the Sovereign Spirit Seal surged out like a tide. Long Rong did not resist at all. His eyes were sunken, and his teeth were chattering. He could not withstand such a strong pressure, but he could not even speak.
When he saw this, Luo Zheng could only withdraw a portion of his soul pressure and continue asking, "What's the situation?"
"Our Sacred Race … the Sacred Race has dismembered the Human Dao Alliance and killed three human Celestial Venerables. The elites of the Human Dao Alliance have retreated to Deities No Thought …" Long Rong hurriedly said.
Luo Zheng nodded. He didn't think this person would lie to him. "What about the Fiend Night Clan?"
"They've already allied with our Sacred Race. They originally planned to declare war on Deities No Thought, but they've been entangled by demons," Long Rong continued.
"They've been entangled by demons?"
Luo Zheng's eyes revealed surprise.
At the end of the day, people liked beautiful things. Luo Zheng had always had a good impression of the Demon Night clan, but he had never thought that the Demon Night clan was actually a spy planted by Mu Haiji in the Universe of Great Evolution. Their goal was the same as the Ancient Shamans, which was to overthrow the entire Universe of Great Evolution.
Luo Zheng's troubles with the demons had never ceased in the lower realms. Although the demons were brave and fierce, they were also crude and cruel. They'd made Luo Zheng their enemy several times. Who would've thought that the demons would actually stop the Fiend Night Clan this time and help the human race? This truly surprised Luo Zheng.
This was the general situation in the Great Yan Universe. Luo Zheng had a rough idea of what was going on now.
He then stared at Long Rong and asked, "What's with the blood rain here?"
"Blood rain … blood rain …" Long Rong hesitated again. He actually stuttered and refused to speak.
"It's fine if you don't want to speak. I have many ways to make you speak, such as … soulsearching," said Luo Zheng indifferently.
If Luo Zheng wanted to obtain this information, he didn't have to go through so much trouble. He could've just soulsearched Long Rong's mind. However, he still wanted to inspect Long Rong's cultivation results.
Long Rong's face immediately paled. Seeing Luo Zheng's decisive expression, he didn't think he was joking.
"The blood rain is human blood. In order to prevent the Human Alliance from taking back this place, we collected the human blood and used the Blood Curse Art to pollute this land …" Long Rong stuttered. He didn't want to answer not because it involved secrets, but because the sacred race's methods were too cruel. He was afraid that Luo Zheng would kill him in a fit of anger.
"How many people did you need to kill to get so much blood?" Luo Zheng asked as he looked at the blood rain falling from the sky.
"A world … a world's worth of humans," Long Rong carefully looked at Luo Zheng.
"Do mortals count as well?" asked Luo Zheng.
Long Rong nodded.
Luo Zheng's pupils slowly rotated, a sharp glint escaping from his pupils. It was as if two inch-long sharp knives were embedded in his pupils. A formless anger rushed into his mind!
Countless races fought in the universe. The lives of martial artists were like grass.
However, there was a bottom line between martial artists. They rarely harmed mortals!
In the eyes of mortals, the world of martial artists was an illusory world. The martial artists flying around were immortals in their eyes!
The battles between martial artists were between immortals and immortals. They had little to do with mortals.
Even when the battle between Gods No Thought and the Human Dao Alliance was at its fiercest, some of the mortal kingdoms in the major realms were still living peaceful lives. Only when Celestial Venerate level powerhouses clashed and tore apart an entire major realm would the mortal kingdoms be affected.
This was a bottom line issue. Even the most brutal demon race wouldn't cross this bottom line. This was because the demon race also had mortals who didn't cultivate …
However, the sacred race was different.
There was no such bottom line in their race. Slaughtering billions or hundreds of billions of mortals was no different from slaughtering billions or billions of pigs and dogs.
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