The Primeval World had calmed down.
At the request of her father and grandfather, Ji Hailan temporarily stayed in the North Heaven Realm King's Mansion and did not search for the Peerless Sacred Gate.
Meanwhile, on the Primordial Continent.
The Soul Race and Spirit Race had each constructed a divine palace, the Heaven Soul Divine Palace and the Grand Spirit Divine Palace.
The two races divided the benefits equally without much conflict. With the Primeval World's Dao Tree as the center line, the Primeval Continent was divided into two.
The other territories of the chiliocosms were also divided equally between the two sides. The five million armies of both sides were stationed in their own territories.
The Heaven Soul Shrine was built like a huge mountain. It was tens of thousands of meters tall and towered into the sky.
At the top of the temple, in a luxurious room.
Di Huo and Lian Heng sat facing each other.
"Di Huo, one year later, my Great Spirit Origin World will arrive. At that time, we will completely divide the Primeval World." Lian Heng said.
Currently, they had divided the Primeval World in half. However, they had only divided the territories in name and had not completely separated yet.
The two of them did not have the ability to control the laws of the world.
"En!"
Di Huo nodded slightly and said, "In the face of absolute power, the Primeval World is very stable. However, we have to be wary of Su Mo."
"What ideas do you have?" An Heng asked.
They could not find Su Mo at all. Even if they were stronger than Su Mo, they would not be able to find him.
"There's no other way!"
Di Huo shook his head and sneered, "It's fine. As long as we don't leave, he won't be able to do anything. Moreover, the World Rules of the Tianhun Source World have already taken over the Yuan Shi World. Everything is under our control."
Lian Heng nodded slightly. Indeed, a small Su Mo would not affect the overall situation.
"Right now, this old man is reorganizing the territory, consolidating the rule of the Soul Race, and establishing a strict hierarchy. Then, I will ask the Spirit Overlord to completely merge half of the Primordial World with the Heavenly Soul Origin World!"
Di Huo had a smile on his face. This time, he had easily conquered those Primeval Worlds. The Spirit Overlord would definitely reward him handsomely.
"Once our two Origin Realms absorb half of the Primal Beginning World, we will be close to becoming mid-tier Origin Realms!" Lian Heng's expression was filled with longing. This was his hope, as well as the hope of the entire Astral Race.
"Almost there!" Di Huo nodded.
Then, the two of them discussed the specific management methods.
This was not the first time they had worked together, so they were very experienced and their methods were similar.
The next day.
Di Huo and Lian Heng gathered the leaders of the big powers in their respective regions and issued some orders.
First, both sides implemented a racial system.
He defined the warriors and other living beings of the Primordial Beginning World as the lowest class. They were called slaves.
All the warriors of the Primeval Beginning World became the slaves of the Soul Race and the Spirit Race. They were loyal to the Soul Race and the Spirit Race and could not resist.
Among them, the Primordial World martial artists were ranked seventh in the territory ruled by the Soul Race. The Primordial World martial artists were ranked fifth in the territory ruled by the Spirit Race.
The reason why they were different was because there were five clans beneath the Spiritual Race in the Heavenly Soul Origin World, while there were only three clans beneath the Spiritual Race in the Ancient Spirit Origin World.
Secondly, every power that had a Dao Realm martial artist had to pay tribute to the Soul Race or the Spirit Race every three years. The tribute could be treasures, cultivation resources, or all kinds of rare treasures. In short, the tribute had to be valuable to people with Dao Realm cultivation and above.
Third, every force with a Dao Realm martial artist had to offer a thousand talented and beautiful women to the Soul Race or the Spirit Race every ten years. They would become the personal maids of the Soul Race or the Spirit Race and serve their masters.
Fourthly, Di Huo required every warrior with Creation Realm cultivation and above to pay ten percent of their Divine Soul power every ten years.
As for the Heng Sickle, it required every martial artist who had a cultivation base above average to offer ten percent of their Life Source Qi every ten years.
Fifth, Di Huo and Lian Heng had issued a restriction order in the territories that they ruled.
That was, every warrior, regardless of their cultivation, could not leave their designated position. This order would be issued to the entire Primeval Beginning World.
For example, the people of the North Heaven Realm's King's Mansion were limited to the northern part of the Heavenly Human Realm. Once they were discovered to have crossed the boundary and gone to other regions, they would be killed without mercy.
Another example was a warrior of the Heavenly Wave Star. He could only stay on the Heavenly Wave Star for the rest of his life. Without permission, he could not leave the Heavenly Wave Star.
In short, a series of orders were passed down, pressuring the major forces and experts of the Primeval Beginning World to the point where they could not even lift their heads.
Extreme oppression!
It was like raising a pet, completely crushing the dignity of the people of the Primeval Beginning World.
No, even if it was raising a pet, it would not be so harsh.
Sky Soul Temple.
When Ji Zhuo, the Hell Lord, Dao Master Qian Li, and the others walked out of the Sky Soul Temple, their faces were ashen.
Looking at the distant sky, their hearts were filled with endless sorrow.
The sky had changed so quickly, as if it had been a lifetime.
A moment ago, they were experts respected by the people of the Primeval Beginning World. In the next moment, they had become fish on the chopping block.
Originally, they were still a little hopeful. After all, the invasion of the Soul Race and the Spirit Race had given them a new level of hope.
However, the reality was that there was no hope. There was only despair.
If this continued, the Primeval Beginning World would completely become a breeding ground for the Soul Race and the Spirit Race.
They would never be able to rise again for generations to come.
However, they could not resist. Resistance would mean death.
Not only could they not resist Di Huo, but they also could not resist the thousands of Dao Realm experts of the Soul Race stationed in the temple.
Ji Zhuo and the others exchanged glances. They could see the sorrow in each other's eyes, as well as the trace of desire in each other's eyes.
Where … was that person now?
Would he return?
Perhaps, only that unparalleled existence could lead them to a turnaround!
"Let's go. After today, we might not be able to meet again!"
Dao Master Qian Li looked around at everyone and said in a hoarse voice.
This was not a lie. As long as the Soul Race ruled, they would not be able to leave their territory.
Even an extremely powerful existence like Dao Master Qian Li did not dare to move around unless it was absolutely necessary. Even if it was just a clone or a wisp of consciousness, if it was discovered, it would mean death.
Whoosh!
Everyone sighed and left.
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