Immortal of the Nine Realms

Hearing these words from Saint Long, the hundred-odd Saints maintained their calm exterior, but on the inside they were shaken.

Is he hinting at something? Is he hinting that this new race had a chance to rank among the top one hundred? Or perhaps even compete for the top twelve?

Because of Saint Long’s transcendent status, not a single word he said could be taken lightly lest they miss the hidden meaning.

”Human Race? Interesting. Since you put it that way, I would also like to meet the Saints of the Human Race,” the God Race Saint said with a faint smile.

The Southern God Race Saint smiled faintly as well. ”Very well. Let us take this opportunity to meet the Human Saints. It is truly rare to be able to nurture such a supreme genius.”

With a wave of Saint Long’s sleeve, nine Inner Domain gates suddenly appeared in the void.

The Human Race Saints were astonished by this strange anomaly. Over a hundred Saints, whose strength far exceeded their own, were now staring at them.

Saint Jinyang’s expression grew solemn. ”This is...”

He recognized Saint Long at a single glance. The Hunan Race’s foundations were shallow, so Saint Jinyang had never had the opportunity to meet the Saints of the top twelve races. However, he had seen Saint Long before. After all, from every perspective, the Human Race actually fell under the jurisdiction of the Supreme Qingming Alliance. Everything had to follow their wishes!

”I am Jinyang. I pay my respects to you, Saint Long!” Saint Jinyang bowed with a respectful expression, cupping his hands.

”I am Chenxiang. I pay my respects to you, Saint Long!”

”I am Wandao. I pay my respects to you, Saint Long!”

”Luoxue...”

”I am Fang Lie. I pay my respects to you, Saint Long!”

Aside from Saint Wangqing, the nine Human Saints paid their respects one after another.

Saint Long smiled slightly. With a mere thought, the nine gates of the Inner Domain became clearer. Originally, there had been some distance between the two sides, yet with a single thought from Saint Long, that distance vanished into nothingness.

”This divine ability....”

The eyes of the various Saints flickered slightly as they suppressed the ripple of emotion in their hearts.

The Inner Domain was actually a realm that transcended the Qingming. The stronger one’s cultivation, the stronger the Inner Domain power they could mobilize! Every single Inner Domain was entirely unique, belonging solely to its respective Saint.

External forces could rarely affect these Inner Domains unless they were attacked by brute force. Saint Long had seemingly done nothing. He had simply opened gateways into the Inner Domains of the nine Human Saints and directly connected them to this space. If both parties had been enemies, this kind of method would essentially allow him to effortlessly breach another Supreme’s Inner Domain. They did not know if they would have the power to resist if they were to face such a technique themselves.

Saint Long smiled at Fang Lie and the others. ”Come. Be guests here for a while.”

Seeing that, the Human Saints suppressed the shock in their hearts. One after another, they walked out of their Inner Domains and stepped directly into the pavilion, coming face-to-face with the Saints who hailed from the top hundred races.

The aura of any single Saint here was far, far stronger than that of Saint Wandao and the others, giving them a feeling of unfathomable depth.

The nine walked up to Saint Long and bowed with cupped hands once more.

The Southern God Race Saint stared at the nine of them with a half-smile. Although he did not use any divine abilities, he still caused the nine to feel slightly pressured.

”There’s no other reason I invited you here today. It is simply because in the Saint Tower Battle, a divine ability user of your Human Race has held out until now and is about to enter the top one hundred. This is quite rare, so we are having you watch the battle here in person, and incidentally, exchange experiences with the various Saints on how to nurture disciples,” said Saint Long with a faint smile.

Hearing that, Saint Jinyang could not help but glance at Fang Lie, a faint hint of jealousy flashing through his eyes.

”Which one of you does this human race divine ability cultivator belong to?” Southern God Race Saint suddenly pointed at Fang Chen on the screen and asked.

Fang Lie cupped his hands. ”He is under me.”

Southern God Race Saint said with a faint smile, ”Mm, he was nurtured well. Even the divine ability users of my race have practically no power to fight back against him.”

Saint Jinyang seemed to catch the hidden undertone in this Saint’s words, and his jealousy turned to gloat.

Fang Lie smiled, neither humble nor pushy. ”This is merely an isolated case. We are a young race, but we have accumulated foundations over many years. For such an isolated case to appear, it can only be said to be good luck, but it is also within the realm of reason. As for the nurturing experience Saint Long mentioned, he is flattering us too much. How could we have any experience? Luck accounts for ninety-nine percent of it.”

The various Saints nodded silently. That was the correct way to look at it. How could a mere race they had never even heard of nurture such a divine ability user through experience? It could only be attributed to luck.

Saint Long smiled. ”Whether it is luck or experience, your race indeed possesses sufficient potential.”

”You speak absolute truth, Saint Long. I hope this human divine ability user of yours obtains the fine rank of number one among the sixth transformation. That way, the wager between my race and the God Race can be won. When the time comes, I shall also share a portion of the benefits with your race.” The Southern God Race Saint laughed.

The moment these words were spoken, the expressions of all nine Human Saints shifted. They seemed to have been dragged, completely out of the blue and utterly passively, into a wager. No matter who won or lost, they would end up being resented by one of these Saints.

At this moment, the God Race Saint smiled at the nine of them. ”The Southern God Race feels they have no hope of stopping our race from achieving a grand slam, so they are now pinning their hopes on your human race. You had better not disappoint them. After all, they have three heads, and all three hold a grudge.”

”...”

Saint Long said calmly, ”Alright, do not frighten them. The wager between you two is your own business; do not drag others into it. Let us continue watching.”

”Understood.”

***

”The Saint Tower Battle... is drawing to a close.”

Fang Chen glanced at the sky doom not far away. By now, its range had shrunk. It was only a hundred miles in radius right now.

The first time he had encountered a Deathmatch Token, the arena’s boundary had been exactly this size. Clearly, the number of divine ability users left in Saint Tower Battle was few, likely only a few hundred.

During this period, he had encountered several ability users from the top twelve races. The strongest among them possessed an abundance of immortal essence that was only six times that of an ordinary human. It was still far from reaching Fang Chen’s level.

A figure appeared not far away. The newcomer wore a cyan robe and looked very similar to the human race, but his skin was dark, clearly marking him as a member of the God Race.

”Strange, which race are you from?”

Fang Chen didn’t want to answer this question anymore; he was getting a bit tired of it. So, he chose to strike directly.

In the void, one Inner Domain gate after another suddenly manifested.

Countless gazes pierced through layers of space to land upon the two figures locked in combat. Some of these gazes were full of jealousy. Some were bewildered. Others were wary. According to their estimates, if Fang Chen won this match, he would enter the top one hundred.

Aside from the top twelve races, making it into the top one hundred was an extremely difficult feat for anyone, even the divine ability users of the Top One Hundred Races.

Yet now, a divine ability user from an obscure, weak race was about to achieve a milestone that even they could not accomplish. They simply could not fathom what exactly had gone wrong.