Walking alone with fire

Chapter 219 - 157: 3 Lives: Slaughter Origin, Immortal Corpse Emerges!_2

Chapter 219: Chapter 157: 3 Lives: Slaughter Origin, Immortal Corpse Emerges!_2


An elder of the Celestial Wolf Race was all smiles, busy entertaining guests from various places.


However, the other alien powerhouses couldn’t help but feel a bit envious upon witnessing the bustling and prosperous scene of the Celestial Wolf Race.


Ever since five years ago, when more than a dozen Alien Race Demon Saints were slaughtered in one fell swoop by Lu Yuan, the other alien races have been gravely weakened and have yet to recover.


Only the Celestial Wolf Race has gained the favor of the Immortals of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, not only avoiding decline but growing increasingly prosperous, with an emerging dominance!


"The Celestial Wolf Race is opportunistic, adept at exploiting situations, merely a pack of ingrates. What’s so impressive about them?"


An alien powerhouse sneered coldly, mercilessly exposing the background of the Celestial Wolf Race.


The Celestial Wolf Race, originally an Ancient Exotic Species cultivated by the Human Race Martial Cultivators, betrayed and turned against the Human Race during a great war, thus seizing the Cave Heaven.


"It’s said that the Young Master of Celestial Wolf has been taken under the wing of a Guardian from the Nether Race, becoming his adopted son."


"And this grand wedding is actually a gift from that Immortal to the Young Master of Celestial Wolf!"


Upon hearing this news, the expressions of many powerhouses changed slightly, and they dared not speak any further ill of them.


One must know that back then, the Demon God Ancestor was merely at the Ninth Grade Celestial Human Realm, yet he suppressed many alien races so that they couldn’t lift their heads, claiming to be the strongest of the era.


And that Netherworld Immortal is a genuine Half-Step True Immortal.


With just a glance, he could annihilate a multitude of Celestial Being Martial Cultivators!


What’s more, the Nether Race is one of the Ten Great Ancient Races of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.


The clan is filled with experts, with strong individuals emerging in large numbers.


Its profound heritage is far beyond what the alien demons of the Lower Realm can compare to.


Even the slightest resources slipping through their fingers could immensely benefit the Celestial Wolf Race!


The alien powerhouses who were just criticizing the Celestial Wolf Race for their servility now felt envious, wishing they could replace them.


At the same time.


A commotion suddenly arose from the crowd ahead.


Several young men and women with distinguished demeanors and aloof expressions stepped into the royal city palace, unabashedly taking the main seats.


But all the elders of the Celestial Wolf Race were not angry but instead delighted, wearing expressions of shared glory.


Because these individuals have profound backgrounds, all hailing from the most powerful geniuses of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm!


Other alien powerhouses, seeing this, stepped forward one after another to pay respects, just to get acquainted.


"These Lower Realm lowlifes are truly pathetically weak, not even having a single Celestial Being Martial Cultivator. I really don’t know how this realm dared to oppose our Ten Thousand Demon Realm back then?"


A three-eyed youth with a vertical pupil on his forehead mocked mercilessly in front of many alien powerhouses.


But the other alien powerhouses, being called lowlifes to their faces, dared not show the slightest hint of anger and instead worked hard to squeeze out smiles, flattering and fawning to the utmost.


Yet the five upper realm geniuses waved their hands impatiently, as if shooing away flies, demanding everyone to leave the hall immediately.


Once they finally achieved some peace and quiet, another genius from the upper realm, dressed in a purple robe, slowly continued speaking.


"I just received news from our clan leader, who has already allied with other ancient clan powerhouses to attack the space barriers of this realm."


"It is believed that in a few decades, a stable spatial passage can be opened."


"At that time, the Demon Venerables will personally descend and completely refine and devour this realm!"


"And what we must do is to eliminate all threats and hidden dangers during this period!"


"Even the Demon Venerables are making a move?"


Upon hearing this, the other upper realm geniuses were all exhilarated.


In the upper realm, geniuses are as numerous as clouds, and competition is naturally fierce.


Although they possess decent talent, they are not prominent in their respective clans, which is why they were sent to this realm as cannon fodder.


In fact, when the Celestial Sect opened, over a dozen upper realm geniuses attempted to pass through the spatial rift.


In the end, only these five and a few Guardians survived.


Thinking of those geniuses torn to shreds by the spatial storm, these five couldn’t help but shiver.


"Everyone, this is an unprecedented opportunity for us."


"If we can take this opportunity to achieve great merit, we might be noticed by one of the Demon Venerables and soar to the heavens."


The purple-robed genius said solemnly.


Upper realm Demon Venerables are equivalent to this realm’s True Immortals.


Every Demon Venerable is a supreme existence ruling over countless territories.


If they could gain the favor and support of a Demon Venerable, upon returning to the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, they might be able to use this background to compete with other direct lineage geniuses for the position of clan leader!


As he spoke, the purple-robed youth glanced at the Guardians behind him.


"Your talent is limited. Although you’ve forcefully raised your cultivation to the half-step Demon Venerable realm with a secret technique, you’ve exhausted all your potential and will never advance another step in your lifetime."


"However, this world was once exceedingly glorious. Even after its decline, it still retains numerous law origins."


"Whether you can take this last step depends on your own fortune."


"Perhaps someday, I might have to address you as Demon Venerable."


The purple-robed prodigy chuckled softly.


But he also knew that this was almost impossible.


After all, these guardians seemed to be only half a step away from the Demon Venerable realm.


But this half-step was like an insurmountable chasm; no matter how hard they tried, they might never cross it!


Moreover, the power gap between the two was like the difference between clouds and mud, utterly incomparable.


In the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.


A half-step Demon Venerable could only serve as a guardian to direct lineage disciples, yet a true Demon Venerable could control a race, dominate the life and death of millions.


This alone shows just how vast the gap between them truly is.


"Young Master, you flatter this old servant."


The guardians were well aware of this and hurriedly paid their respects, not daring to climb up the pole.


"Immortals, the auspicious hour has arrived, and the grand ceremony is about to begin. Please move to the inner hall to observe the ceremony."


A Celestial Wolf clan elder knelt on the ground, speaking with great respect.


"Understood."


The purple-robed prodigy didn’t even look, waving him away.


...


Meanwhile, on the other side.


In a room in the Celestial Wolf Royal City.


A stunning woman, wearing a phoenix crown and a radiant robe, sat before a copper mirror like a puppet, letting the maid arrange her hair and makeup.


If a martial cultivator from the Human Race were here, they would never have imagined, even in their wildest dreams.


That the woman before them, with her vacant eyes, was none other than the brilliant and peerlessly beautiful Princess Lingyao!


When she saw her haggard face in the mirror, she could not help but sigh inwardly.


Who would have thought that the dignified princess of a nation would fall to such a state?


She never expected it.


Her own father would have someone implant a restriction on her without warning.


And then personally hand her over to an alien race!


Now, her entire cultivation was sealed, with Celestial Wolf experts monitoring her day and night, making it impossible even to bite her tongue and commit suicide.


"Princess, today is your wedding day; you should be happy."


"The Young Master has already said that as long as you are willing to complete the marriage, he will agree to release the Prison Venerable and Daoist Master Xuan Yang and others."


Upon hearing the maid’s reminder, Princess Lingyao’s beautiful eyes dimmed, as if resigning herself to fate completely.


Even a strong person like the Prison Venerable was no match for those upper-realm beings. Who in this world could possibly have the strength to save her from this plight?


Princess Lingyao felt hopeless; however, a young man’s figure inexplicably flashed in her mind.


At that very moment.


A blood-red rainbow that shook heaven and earth came roaring from the outside, piercing through the Celestial Wolf Cave Heaven’s protective grand array in an instant, appearing directly above the Royal City.


A black-haired youth, overlooking from above, cast his cold gaze upon all the alien race powerhouses below. His indifferent yet deep voice suddenly echoed in every alien’s ear.


"Where are those upper realm scum? Come out and die!"


Upon these words, everyone was in an uproar!


"Insolent! What thief dares to trespass upon the royal city grounds?"


Dozens of Celestial Wolf elders’ faces turned livid, immediately soaring into the air, wishing to tear Lu Yuan to shreds instantly.


They had spared no effort, employing every form of flattery to barely establish relations with a few Immortals.


If a mere youngster caused the Immortals to be discontented with them, it would be a loss the entire Celestial Wolf race couldn’t bear!


"Noisy!"


Lu Yuan snorted coldly, an invisible domain like an Ancient Divine Mountain pressed down on the Celestial Wolf elders.


Since the Celestial Wolf King fell, the Celestial Wolf race’s power was hollow, their strongest merely at half-step Manifested Saint level, how could they withstand a strike from Lu Yuan?


The Celestial Wolf elders didn’t even have the chance to scream before they burst into a bloody mist!