Chapter 1 Another Genius

Yet another genius has descended.

And not just any genius, his nascent soul is a full four hundred zhang, even stronger than the Golden Crow Seventh Prince.

"This is the Dao Child of the Glazed Immortal Sect. He is very strong, no weaker than the Golden Crow Seventh Prince, and his status is also very noble, but he is also one of the Heavenly Court's forces," Wu En said, lowering his voice to inform Lu Changsheng.

"Shan Ting! You are an immortal beast of my immortal realm. Although your ancestors were confused and chose to enter the Demon Realm, times have changed. Return to the Immortal Realm, join my Glazed Sect, and become the guardian immortal beast of my Glazed Immortal Sect. In the future, I can bestow upon you a great fortune."

In an instant, Liu Rubai's voice rang out. His voice was very ethereal, with an indescribable Dao rhythm.

However, Liu Rubai's gaze couldn't help but turn to Lu Changsheng.

Just one glance, and Liu Rubai's heart couldn't help but shake.

He couldn't imagine that there could be a man in this world more handsome than himself. Not only was there, but he was so much more handsome.

No, this is an illusion, it must be an illusion.

Liu Rubai took a deep breath. This is the Nascent Soul Realm. Appearance can indeed be changed, although it is very troublesome and also very secretive, but everything is possible in the Nascent Soul Realm, so Liu Rubai warned himself that this was an illusion.

At the same time, his gaze returned to Shan Ting.

This is an immortal beast.

Even in the Immortal Realm, immortal beasts like Shan Ting are unique existences, one of the Thirty-Three Immortal Beasts.

To be precise, it cannot yet be called an immortal beast, but rather a divine beast.

Each of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts possesses extremely extraordinary abilities. Shan Ting knows the future, discerns truth from falsehood, and carries its own fortune. If the Glazed Immortal Sect were to subdue it, it would be a great achievement.

"Bestow upon you a horse."

Shan Ting was furious. These two guys were just too arrogant. Each one was high and mighty, opening their mouths and closing them to tell him to submit, completely disregarding him, Shan Ting.

He was so angry!

So angry!

"Demon Lord Changsheng, please step back a few steps. I am about to unleash earth-shattering methods. I am afraid it will be too bloody, so please step back a bit."

Shan Ting's face was full of anger.

Indeed, anyone else would be unable to bear these two guys' noise, let alone him, a noble divine beast?

But at this moment, Shan Ting took out his personal jade scroll, and then flipped to the very front, specially using a red pen to write down the names of these two people.

Lu Changsheng was stunned for a moment. Weren't you about to go berserk?

What are you doing taking out a notebook?

But he still glanced at what Shan Ting was writing.

Shan Ting's handwriting was very strange, with circles and circles, making it completely incomprehensible to Lu Changsheng.

And Shan Ting also muttered seriously.

"August 5th, Nascent Soul Realm, the weather is slightly cool, the Divine Palace of Anomalies, the Golden Crow Seventh Prince humiliated me, was trampled under my feet, his wings broken, crying and wailing, begging me for mercy. Considering that heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, I will let it go and spare his bird life. If he offends again, he will be killed without mercy."

"August 5th, Nascent Soul Realm, the weather is slightly cool, the Divine Palace of Anomalies, the Dao Child of the Glazed Immortal Sect, Liu Rubai, humiliated me along with the Seventh Prince, was suppressed by me with one hand, outside the Divine Palace of Anomalies, suffering unspeakably, losing face. Then he shouted for mercy. I am a divine beast and must not kill, so I will temporarily spare his dog life. If he offends again, he will be killed without mercy."

After muttering, Shan Ting put the jade scroll into his nascent soul, and then let out a long breath.

A face full of satisfaction.

Ah! So comfortable.

Lu Changsheng: "......"

What kind of immortal is this?

How is he even better at fantasizing than me?

Is that it?

And you call that earth-shattering methods?

I'm throwing up.

Lu Changsheng thought that Shan Ting was a bootlicker, but he didn't expect that this guy was also a super Ah Q. (self-deceiving optimist)

I'm impressed.

I, Lu, am impressed.

"Shan Ting, join my Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect, and I can protect your fortune to last forever."

Soon, another voice rang out.

Also a super immortal sect, the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect. It is rumored that the founder of this sect once subdued a yellow dragon, a yellow dragon with some true dragon blood, and then became famous in one fell swoop and established a super immortal sect.

It wouldn't be much weaker than the Glazed Immortal Sect.

Moreover, figures appeared one after another, all attracting anomalies. After all, a new divine palace had appeared in the Nascent Soul Realm, which naturally attracted...

"To think that in a mere Nascent Soul Realm, I can actually see the divine beast Shan Ting. Not bad, not bad."

Just at this moment, another voice rang out.

This was a man in green.

On the green robe was embroidered a Kirin presenting auspiciousness, extremely noble, and he was also extremely handsome, with a green cloth tying up his long hair, his face like jade, even more handsome than Liu Rubai of the Glazed Immortal Sect.

Everyone in the audience was watching this young man.

But soon, everyone couldn't help but glance at Lu Changsheng again, comparing the two.

But soon, they had an answer in their hearts.

Lu Changsheng was still more handsome, and not just a little bit more handsome, but an immeasurable amount more handsome.

Seven hundred and twenty zhang nascent soul?

Lu Changsheng finally understood completely. Sure enough, the more handsome a person is, the stronger their strength is. The Golden Crow Seventh Prince was three hundred zhang, Liu Rubai was four hundred zhang, the genius of the Yellow Dragon Immortal Sect was three hundred and twenty zhang, and the highest was Liu Rubai.

But now that this person has appeared, he has directly broken the record, seven hundred and twenty zhang.

Equivalent to a powerhouse in the late stage of the Immortal Lord.

It seems that I am still not strong enough.

Lu Changsheng sighed in his heart.

"You are! A Divine Race Venerable?"

But at this moment, the Golden Crow Seventh Prince spoke up in the first instance. Although he did not know Dou Yuan Lingfeng, he could sense that he was familiar with the other party's aura, which came from the Divine Race.

"You're quite smart. Why didn't your elder brother come?"

Dou Yuan Lingfeng spoke calmly. He was full of nobility, surrounded by brilliant divine light, extremely extraordinary.

He was the young patriarch of the Dou Yuan clan of the Divine Race, so he was naturally different.

However, the Dou Yuan clan does not mainly cultivate the nascent soul, and Dou Yuan Lingfeng's true realm is not high, he is still in the process of laying the foundation, so his nascent soul is only seven hundred and twenty zhang.

"De Kun greets the Divine Race Venerable! May I ask which heaven the Venerable comes from?"

The Golden Crow Seventh Prince instantly walked out of the solar chariot. He came to Dou Yuan Lingfeng respectfully, appearing extremely respectful.

"The Thirty-Three Heavens Beyond, Dou Yuan Twenty-Seven!"

Dou Yuan Lingfeng spoke slowly.

In an instant, all the cultivators present were shocked.

Including the Immortal Realm geniuses such as Liu Rubai, they were all extremely shocked.

"Greetings, Venerable Dou Yuan!"

"Greetings, Venerable Dou Yuan!"

Voices rang out one after another, and almost all the cultivators bowed to Dou Yuan Lingfeng, appearing extremely respectful.

The Divine Race!

Among the Six Realms, they are supreme existences, noble beyond words.

Even a servant of the Divine Race has an extremely noble status, let alone the person in front of him, who is definitely not a servant, and may even be a big shot of the Dou Yuan clan.

Dou Yuan Lingfeng did not speak, but instead put his gaze on Lu Changsheng.

After a while, Dou Yuan Lingfeng slowly spoke.

"You, are you the new Demon Lord of the Demon Realm?"

The voice rang out, like a thunderclap, shocking tens of thousands of immortals.