After the Nirvana Realm races of the 32 Levels of Heaven showed themselves, Luo Zheng realized that there were so many races here.
After all, the former dominator-level civilizations would usually build their temples in the 32 Levels of Heaven.
For example, the Green Jade Civilization had also taken root in the 32 Levels of Heaven. However, they were unable to resist the Wu Kong Race's pursuit and had no choice but to enter the lower space and hide in the dark region of the 13th Level of Heaven.
In fact, the situation of the Human Race was similar to that of the Green Jade Civilization. The Human Race led by the Primeval Lord of Heaven was unable to resist Genryū and could only escape to the 33 Levels of Heaven. The other races hid in the Heaven-Splitting Temple of the 16th Level of Heaven.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
In the distance, black cubes flew over like flying carpets. They stuck close to the bronze ground and flew over quickly.
Creatures that looked like "bamboo poles" jumped down from the top of the black cube. They were tall and had greenish-purple skin. They all had horse-like faces, and their every movement was filled with arrogance. After they lined up, three more people walked down from the black cube.
These three people had extraordinary auras. They were all Immortal Realm experts!
"What race is this? There are three Immortal Realm experts in their race …" Luo Zheng asked curiously.
"That's the Purple Cloud Race. They used to be one of the top five dominator-level civilizations," Gan Gaohan said softly. "However, they are now loyal to Genryū."
"The top five dominator-level civilizations are also loyal to Genryū …" Luo Zheng shook his head.
Although he already knew from the Primeval Lord of Heaven that in the 32 Levels of Heaven, other than a small number of races that believed in the Path of the End, such as the Three-Eyed Race, remained neutral, all the other Nirvana Realm races and dominator-level civilizations had joined the other two races. However, he still sighed when he saw it with his own eyes.
"The people of the Purple Cloud Race are all ungrateful people. Even though they have become Genryū's lackeys, they are still useless. After so many years, they have not improved at all." The Primeval Lord of Heaven's voice drifted out. His voice was filled with disdain.
Hearing Heavenly Primogenitor's words, Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Senior Heavenly Primogenitor, does the Purple Cloud Tribe have conflicts with the Human Tribe?"
"After the human race entered the 32nd heaven, under the leadership of the Human Ancestor, we were able to stand up to the Genryū. At that time, there were many Nirvana Realm races and civilizations that sought refuge with us. The Ziyun race was the 62nd civilization and was even older than the human race. They were also the most solid of the human race.
An ally. "The Primeval Lord of Heaven's thoughts drifted back to the past.
At that time, Flat Harmony Heaven was not as lifeless as it was now. Many Sovereign level civilizations rose and fell, one after the other, and the other stopped.
At that time, the human race was the banner of the Path of the End. Even though Chaos No. 77 had failed, the human race and the other Nirvana civilizations still unwaveringly supported the Path of the End …
When the Human Race was at its peak in Pingyi Tian, they even had a slight chance of overthrowing the Genryū. However, at the most crucial moment, they were betrayed by a few Sovereign Civilizations, and the Purple Cloud Race was one of them.
After the failure of the Human Race,
The Path of the End also gradually declined.
Now, the factions that supported the Path of the End either disappeared, chose to join the Yuan Ling and Wu Kong races, or were like the Three-Eyed Race, struggling at death's door and remaining neutral without doing anything.
"So the Purple Cloud Race and the human race had such a grudge," Luo Zheng muttered.
Thousands of chaos epochs. Too many things had happened in the long river of time.
At this moment, the Purple Cloud Race suddenly moved to the sides and enveloped a range of Three-Clarities Stones. At the same time, an Immortal Realm expert from the Purple Cloud Race said loudly, "All souls and bodies that are hanging on the Three-Clarities Stones in this area, withdraw!"
Before the Purple Cloud Race, several Nirvana Realm experts had already hung their souls and bodies inside, including Luo Zheng, Li Bianxue, and a few from the Three-Eyed Race.
Everyone was confused by the Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm expert's sudden request.
Clan Leader Jiutian glanced at the Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm expert and said unhappily, "One Three-Clarities Stone can enter the Immortal Painting. It doesn't matter which Three-Clarities Stone is used. Why do we have to withdraw?"
The Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm expert smiled sinisterly with his hands behind his back. "It doesn't matter which Three-Clarities Stone is used to enter the Immortal Painting. However, the Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm experts are anchored around this area. Outsiders can't enter!"
The Three-Clarities Stones on the ground and the "sculptures" around them were indeed slender and long bodies. They were undoubtedly from the Purple Cloud Race.
Even so, the Purple Cloud Race's actions were still unreasonable.
Even large clans like the Yuan Ling Clan and the Wu Kong Clan would casually choose a Three Clarities Stone. However, the Purple Cloud Clan was overbearing. Others had already hung their souls and bodies on it, but they actually wanted others to take it down.
"What if we don't withdraw?" Clan Leader Jiutian's eyes flashed with anger.
The Three-Eyed Boy Fei Yu and the other members of the Three-Eyed Race were also furious.
Another Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm expert chuckled and said, "I remember that the Three-Eyed Race shouldn't be able to withstand much trouble. If you don't want to withdraw, you can try!"
The Three-Eyed Race had the ability to protect themselves in Flat Sky. However, if the Purple Cloud Race targeted them, the Three-Eyed Race's days would be very difficult.
Hearing the Purple Cloud Race's blatant threat, the Three-Eyed Race's members were filled with grief and indignation. However, Fei Yu was very magnanimous. Instead, he persuaded, "Grandfather, it's fine if we withdraw. Just exchange it for a Three-Clarities Stone. We won't lose a piece of flesh!"
Under Fei Yu's persuasion, Clan Leader Jiutian had no choice but to agree. Fei Yu and the other two members of the Three-Eyed Race returned to the space inside the second half of the painting and withdrew their bodies.
The Three-Eyed Race chose to withdraw. The other small races couldn't afford to offend the Purple Cloud Race, so they also withdrew obediently. In the end, only Luo Zheng and Li Bianxue of the Human Race were left. One of them had his soul and the other had his body.
The Purple Cloud Race's Immortal Realm expert looked at the Three-Clarities Stone and noticed this. He turned around and stared at Gan Gaohan. He ordered, "What are you humans doing here? Hurry up and withdraw!"
Gan Gaohan and Ning Xuyuan were still thinking of a solution. Donghuang wasn't here, and they didn't want to offend these Nirvana races.
However, Luo Zheng was one step ahead of them and said, "What if we don't withdraw?"
The Purple Cloud Race's members didn't think that the weak Human Race would refuse. Especially the Human Race of this Round of Chaos. They couldn't even enter the Nirvana Realm with their bodies. They could only hang their souls there to gain some benefits. They were insignificant characters.
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