Chapter 1019 - 1017: One of the Seven Little Emperors—God-devouring Race, God-devouring Emperor’s Son

Chapter 1019: Chapter 1017: One of the Seven Little Emperors—God-devouring Race, God-devouring Emperor’s Son

"This..."

Upon hearing Tuoba Yu’s words, some clan leaders exchanged glances, remaining silent.

Though most of the beings among the Slave Race devoutly worship the God of Destiny and Creation,

some clan leaders know that these so-called gods might just be stronger humans.

Now, they face what could very likely be the Di Race!

And in their eyes, the Di Race is akin to gods.

Can the ethereal gods they worship truly assist them?

Seeing the reactions of some clan leaders, Tuoba Yu’s expression immediately darkened.

"What, do you not believe the Divine can help us through this crisis?"

"Do you still remember the first covenant of the Destiny Alliance?"

"Remember, remember, to forever worship the God of Destiny and Creation, devoutly praising His name." All the clan leaders lowered their heads with clasped hands.

"That’s good, now go!" Tuoba Yu ordered.

Soon, the solemn sacrificial ceremony began.

Millions of beings of the Slave Race gathered around the Sacrificial Tower.

They prostrated themselves, praising and worshiping.

Simultaneously, in other continents, many Slave Race beings were also praying in worship.

Because Tuoba Yu was the source of this uprising.

If they fail, the uprisings in other places will naturally vanish too.

These Slave Race beings did not realize.

Their devout faith spread outward through the Sacrificial Tower, transforming into an invisible flood of light spots.

It flowed into the Seed of Faith within Jun Xiaoyao’s Inner Cosmos.

At approximately the same time.

Elsewhere on the Celestial Tomb Continent plains.

There were also troops stationed.

They were the armies of the Five Vein Royal Family.

Despite their small numbers, totaling only over two hundred thousand, they couldn’t compare to the Slave Race beings.

But they were well-equipped, and their cultivation was generally strong.

The most crucial factor was that they had numerous elite warriors.

There was even a Profound Venerable and Divine Venerable level expert overseeing from the rear.

This was not a war.

But a massacre!

In the center of the camp.

In the Void.

There was a luxuriously gigantic Tower Ship.

Just by seeing this Tower Ship, one knew that it was beyond the means of a Royal Family.

At this moment, inside the Tower Ship.

Carved beams and painted columns, dense Spiritual Qi wafting like fog.

In the depths, there was a throne.

On the throne sat a man.

He wore loose robes, his skin white as marble.

His features were exquisite, and his eyes were entirely black without whites.

Like two black holes, they were bottomless, without a glimmer of light.

His hair was also long, cascading to the ground, giving him a uniquely remarkable aura.

Standing by him were several figures.

A woman in a blood-red dress with exceedingly alluring looks nestled beside the throne man, feeding him a Spirit Fruit.

She was the Blood Spirit Saintess of the Blood Spirit Royal Family.

The Blood Spirit Royal Family was one of the Five Vein Royal Family.

One could imagine having a Saintess as a serving maid.

The man’s identity and status could be imagined, undoubtedly of great significance.

"Still, Lord Emperor showed mercy, giving those Slave Race pigs seven days to consider. If it were me, I would have wiped them out directly."

said a robust man with muscles like iron, whose body was imprinted with blood-colored Demon Patterns.

One of his arms was blade-like, extremely sharp.

He was a celestial pride of the Sword Arm Asura Race, and also one of the celestial prides of the Five Vein Royal Family.

The throne man he addressed as Lord Emperor laughed indifferently, disregarding his words.

"With so many beings, dealing with them would take some time."

"After this, I need to attend the Tushan Royal Family’s solicitation event, so I can’t spend time here. I need to finish refining my God-Devouring Ring."

As the man spoke, he raised his hand, a ring floating in his palm.

It was like a black hole, able to devour all beings.

The celestial prides of the Royal Family felt a chill at the sight, quickly lowering their heads.

For they knew this man was not someone to be trifled with.

He was the God-devouring Emperor’s Son of the God-devouring Race.

One of the Seven Minor Emperors of the Exotic Realm!

The God-devouring Race was rare in numbers.

Its true form was an exceptionally rare God-devouring Insect.

In ancient times, this race was said to devour gods!

One of the few comparable to Divine Demon Ants, Ten-Change Divine Silkworms, and Ancient Emperor Butterflies.

In the Immortal Realm, this race had practically vanished.

But in the Exotic Realm, it continued, forming the God-devouring Race.

The lifebound divine technique of this race was its formidable Devouring Power!

Even several King Bodies and Divine Bodies had records of being devoured by God-devouring Insects.

This shows how overbearingly unrivaled the Devouring Power of this race is.

This God-devouring Emperor’s Son, due to this, became one of the Seven Minor Emperors of the Exotic Realm.

His Divine Weapon, the God-Devouring Ring, needed to advance further through the devouring of all beings.

The Slave Race’s rebellion, with millions of beings, happened to be just right as material for him to refine his Divine Weapon.

With his status as God-devouring Emperor’s Son, he could easily summon the Five Vein Royal Family to fight for him.

"What, afraid this Emperor’s Son will devour you?"

Watching the Royal Family’s celestial prides lowering their heads and trembling slightly, the God-devouring Emperor’s Son sneered.

"Of course not." spoke a celestial pride, forcing the words, though scared inside.

This God-devouring Emperor’s Son had devoured many celestial prides.

His favorite pastime was devouring celestial prides with unique bloodlines and physiques.

"Rest assured, this Emperor’s Son is not interested in you. Just help me kill the Slave Race and refine the God-Devouring Ring; you’ll all receive benefits."

"Thank you, Lord Emperor!"

All celestial prides bowed with clasped hands.

The Blood Spirit Saintess beside continued to knead his shoulders, speaking.

"By the way, Lord Emperor, I’ve heard that those Slave Race pigs worship a deity named the God of Destiny and Creation."

"Their cultivation has surged, seemingly due to the divine techniques bestowed by that deity."

Upon learning, the God-devouring Emperor’s Son shook his head, sneering coldly, "The God of Destiny and Creation is utterly ridiculous. Who has such a big mouth to represent destiny and creation."

"Probably just some charlatans fooling around."

"By the time we annihilate them, we’ll see if their nonsensical gods will come to their aid."

The God-devouring Emperor’s Son was indifferent to this.

Being a charlatan, fine, but to invoke names of destiny and creation—can anyone casually name themselves such?

"Once the God-Devouring Ring is refined, I’ll attend the solicitation event, hoping to marry one or two beautiful wives."

"But that War God Chaos Body is truly tempting; if only I could devour him, I’d be the strongest among the Exotic Realm’s younger generation. Unfortunately, he’s too difficult to provoke."

For the God-devouring Insect, the quickest way to evolve was by devouring various bloodlines and physiques.

The Chaos Body was undoubtedly the most precious supreme tonic.

Even a drop of Blood of Chaos was worth far more than millions of Slave Race beings.

Sadly, the God-devouring Emperor’s Son could only think about it temporarily.

To actually kill the Chaos Body, he lacked the qualification.

Seven days passed quickly.

With the God-devouring Emperor’s Son backing them, the Five Vein Royal Family’s army began a grand march towards the Slave Race Destiny Alliance’s base.

Meanwhile, the Slave Race, having prayed for seven days, also prepared for a fight to the death.

Just as the great battle was about to erupt.

In the Celestial Tomb, within a teleportation array, Jun Xiaoyao and Luo Xiangling appeared.

Jun Xiaoyao, capable of controlling Tuoba Yu, immediately discovered some information.

"The Five Vein Royal Family attacking, oh, there’s someone behind this."

"Let me see who dares to hinder my plans?"

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes were deep, his gaze chilled, looking towards the distant battlefield with dust and debris dispersing.