Extreme joy begets sorrow!
This was definitely the true portrayal of Ding Ning at this moment. He was beaten by An Ze until he saw stars, vomited soul blood, and was dizzy and disoriented.
Fortunately, Flowing Light was strong enough. Although it could not withstand the pressure of the projection, it was still useful to deal with An Ze's level of beating.
Although he was beaten very badly and his face was so swollen that even his parents might not be able to recognize him, his life was not in danger for the time being.
The only trouble was that he was injured by the projection's pressure. In addition, his soul power was drained, causing him to be injured on top of his injuries. He did not have any power to fight back.
Alas! He could not kill this guy for the time being. He could only endure it for now.
Ding Ning held his head and let An Ze vent his anger by punching and kicking him. He even shouted righteously, "Don't hit my face when you hit me, don't expose my shortcomings when you scold me. You can hit me, but don't hit my face."
"Don't hit my face? I want your life. "
An Ze flew into a rage. Like an ancient fierce beast, he roared crazily, but his feet were not idle at all. He punched and kicked like a storm.
"Even if I die, I can't hit my face."
Ding Ning protested very seriously.
Anyway, he could not kill An Ze now. He could only find joy in pain and adjust his mood.
An Ze almost laughed out of anger, but his heart was full of helplessness. Finally, he stopped.
He didn't know what this guy's skin was made of, but it was so thick that it made people despair. Don't be fooled by the fact that he kept vomiting blood and looked so dispirited that he was about to die. However, his vitality was as tenacious as a cockroach. He really couldn't kill him in a short period of time. On the contrary, he was very tired.
"Isn't this good? It's so disharmonious to keep fighting. How nice it is to sit down and have a cup of tea and talk about life and ideals."
Ding Ning saw that he was panting like a bull and finally stopped the storm-like beating. He immediately got up as if nothing had happened and said jokingly.
"Damn, why did I meet such a monster like you. Your cultivation is so pitifully low, but your skin is thicker than a bend of the city wall."
An Ze panted heavily and stared at him with bloodshot eyes as if he was looking at a monster. Seeing that his face was so swollen that even his eyes could not be found, he almost could not hold back his laughter.
"That's because this is my home field, and your strength is a little low."
Ding Ning said unscrupulously and proudly. He rubbed his red and swollen face and shook his head coquettishly. He looked as funny as he could be.
An Ze might be a Pseudo Origin Dao expert, but in the outside world, he could crush her with a single finger.
However, it was difficult to mobilize the power of heaven and earth within this soul body. Coupled with the fact that he did not have a physical body, he could not even use one-ten-thousandth of his original strength. The strength he could use was at the level of the Deity Transformation Realm at most.
In fact, the Deity Transformation Realm was enough to crush Ding Ning, but Ding Ning had the Flowing Light Armor, so Ding Ning couldn't even break through his defense, giving Ding Ning a sense of grievance, like a dog with a porcupine's thorns but no place to bite.
"My cultivation base is low. Humph! If we were in the outside world, I would be able to crush you with a single finger."
An Ze was also young and full of vigor. Unconvinced, he stretched out his little finger and gestured, his face full of disdain.
In fact, Ding Ning had simulated and deduced in his mind. If he really met An Ze in his heyday in the outside world, he had 0.1% chance to kill him, but there was a 99.9% chance that he would be killed by An Ze before he even had a chance to attack.
But even if he lost in battle, he did not lose in spirit. A 0.1% chance was still a chance. Ding Ning stubbornly retorted, "If we really go to the outside world, it's not certain who will die."
"Tsk, even my family's cook can easily kill someone like you."
An Ze knew that he could not kill Ding Ning for the time being, so he simply talked back to him. He needed to recover the strength he had used to beat him up.
"What realm is your family's cook at? She can easily kill me. How laughable. "
Ding Ning's face was full of disbelief. He seemed to ask casually, but in fact, he was trying to get information out of him. He wanted to test how powerful this high-level unknown plane was.
"Laughable? Hehe, you're a frog at the bottom of a well. What do you know? Although my family's cook is the servant with the lowest cultivation in the family, she is still at the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. "
As he said this, a hint of sadness suddenly flashed in An Ze's eyes.
Before coming here, the person with the lowest cultivation in the family was not the cook, but him. No matter what, the cook was at the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, while he was only at the mid stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.
His cultivation aptitude was not good, and in the Origin Realm, where Divine Transformation Realm cultivators were as common as dogs, he was a piece of trash in everyone's eyes. Who knew how many people had mocked him and looked down on him since he was young.
If it were not for the fact that his mother's family had quite a bit of influence and had always tried to protect him, he probably would not even have the right to be the family's successor.
This time, it was also his mother who had paid a huge price in exchange for a Nine Turn Heavenly Fate Pill that could strengthen the soul for him to consume, allowing his cultivation to skyrocket and directly become the Immortal Heavenly Venerate. In addition, under his mother's pleading, his father had used a secret technique to impart his comprehension of the Path of Origin to him, allowing him to become a Pseudo Path Cultivator. He was probably still a piece of trash at the mid stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.
Ding Ning was shocked. The late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm was a powerful existence that stood at the peak of the martial path in the Three Realms, but in An Ze's family, he could only be a cook. This kind of strong contrast made him feel very complicated, and he didn't know what to feel.
When he thought about how the Human Emperor, the Immortal Emperor, and the Netherworld Emperor, who were all powerful figures in the Three Realms, could only be servants in An Ze's plane, he could not accept this at all.
In reality, although An Ze hadn't lied, he had stealthily changed the topic and misled Ding Ning. Although the status of a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator in the Origin Realm was not high, they were not only fit to be servants.
After all, An Ze's father was the Star Lord who ruled over a stellar region, and the An Family was definitely the local tyrant in that stellar region. They were also one of the most powerful families in that stellar region.
In addition, the An Family had many Path of Origin experts, so it was not difficult to understand why they would use a late stage Divine Transformation Realm cultivator as a cook.
But Ding Ning didn't know this. He subconsciously thought that Divine Transformation Realm cultivators could only serve tea and be servants in An Ze's plane. This really gave him a big fright.
If such a powerful plane really coveted this part of the Chaotic Universe, who could resist it?
The Human Emperor? The Immortal Emperor? Or the strongest cultivator in the Three Realms, the Netherworld Emperor?
Ding Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head. The strongest expert in the Three Realms, the Netherworld Emperor, was not even considered a major figure in this plane's Chaotic Universe, let alone the high-level plane where An Ze was.
They didn't need to send any experts. They only needed to send their gardeners, coachmen, kitchen maids, and other servants, and they would be able to sweep through the entire Three Realms.
It sounded like a joke, but in reality, it was not funny at all. Instead, it made people's hearts tremble. The difference between a high-level plane and a low-level plane was just too great. They were not on the same level at all.
"We are a low-level plane. I really don't know what attracted you here. Why did you come here so eagerly?"
Ding Ning pretended to be curious, but in reality, he was still probing.
He didn't know if An Ze had inadvertently touched on some bitter past and wanted to find someone to relieve him of it, but he didn't refuse to answer. He answered casually, "For resources. The more undeveloped a low-level plane like yours is, the more resources it has. In the Origin Realm, the strength of a clan is determined by how many resources it controls. The more low-level planes it controls, the higher the clan's rating."
"Clan rating?"
Asked Ding Ning with bewilderment.
An Ze rolled his eyes and ridiculed with disdain. "You really are a bumpkin. You don't even know the Clan Rating."
Ding Ning didn't make a fuss about it with An Ze. He laughed embarrassedly and looked eagerly at An Ze. After all, he wanted to find out the truth about the Origin Realm from An Ze.
However, when he thought about how these clans in the Origin Realm actually controlled countless low-level planes and madly plundered the resources of these planes, his heart felt heavy.
Not to mention anything else, he didn't even have enough resources on Earth to use, so how could there be any extra resources for these clans to plunder?
However, this caused him to arouse a trace of hope in his heart. Perhaps these clans looked down on the poor resources on Earth and spared the three dimensions.
"The Clan Rating is something that everyone in the Origin Realm knows about, and only a bumpkin like you doesn't know about it. Today, I'll let you experience it."
An Ze ridiculed him with a sense of superiority before he spoke tirelessly.
As he spoke, Ding Ning finally understood what the Clan Rating was, and that trace of hope he had from before had vanished completely. It felt like an enormous rock was pressing down on his chest, and he was unable to catch his breath.
The Clan Rating wasn't actually very complicated. To put it bluntly, the clans in the Origin Realm were divided into various ranks.
As for the rank a clan could obtain, it depended on the number of low-level planes it controlled, the number of resources it obtained, the number of experts it fostered, and the status it possessed in the Origin Realm that corresponded to its strength.
The so-called Origin Realm wasn't an enormous star like Ding Ning thought it was, it was a boundlessly vast starry sky instead.
In this starry sky that was called the Origin Realm, there were five great star empires ruled by five great Star Emperors, and they were collectively called the Origin Realm.
The An Clan that An Ze belonged to belonged to one of the five great Star Emperors, the Glory Imperial Emperor, and An Ze's father assumed the position of Starlord of the Glory Imperial Empire's Milky Way Region.
Ding Ning didn't know if the Milky Way Region was divided according to the Milky Way that people on Earth often talked about, and An Ze didn't know either. All he knew was that the Milky Way Region governed over a hundred thousand stars, and most of them were resource stars while only a very small number were inhabited by life.
This caused the An Clan's status in the empire to be rather awkward. Because the Clan Rating wasn't just based on the amount of resources it possessed, it was also based on the number of life stars it possessed and the number of experts it possessed.
The An Clan was currently a seventh rank clan, and no matter if it was the resources it possessed or the number of experts it possessed, it had already met the requirements to advance into the sixth rank. However, because it possessed too few life stars, it had countless resource stars but not enough people to exploit them. So, it had never met the requirements to advance into the sixth rank.
So, after the An Clan had unexpectedly discovered the Chaotic Universe hidden within the dark universe, it had set its sights on this plane.
In An Ze's words, the dark universe was an unexplored and desolate starfield in the starry sky. Even though this sort of starfield had a very low degree of evolution, it was precisely because it was primitive that it was the most abundant in resources.
Most importantly, after exploring it, they had discovered that humans had actually been born in this desolate starfield. This made them wild with joy. Having humans meant that they would be able to reproduce even more. Once the An Clan took over this desolate starfield, they would have met the requirements to advance into the sixth rank.
Even though there was only a single rank difference between a sixth and seventh rank clan, there was a world of difference between their status and the treatment they could enjoy within the empire. Now that the An Clan had discovered such a large piece of juicy meat, there was no way they would give it up so easily.
However, this starfield was very strange. It was very different from the planes they had conquered in the past. It was actually surrounded by a strange nebula fog that even experts of the Origin Path were unable to enter. In fact, they would mysteriously get lost within.
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