Immortal of the Nine Realms

Fang Chen and Wang Chongsong walked into the restaurant and chose a corner table. Their arrival drew many curious gazes. Some sized them up, others scrutinized them. The restaurant broke into hushed whispers.

”What race do those two come from?”

”I don’t know. They don’t have any defining features. Never seen their kind before.”

”Is it a race that recently broke free from slave status?”

”I have no clue whatsoever. Just drink your wine. What does it have to do with us?”

Hearing these conversations, Fang Chen felt emotional. ”Old Wang, the human race has participated in the Saint Tower Battle quite a few times by now, yet there are still so many people who do not recognize us.”

Wang Chongsong smiled. ”This is only natural. We don’t have any good rankings, and we usually don’t come out to wander around. As soon as the Saint Tower Battle ends, we immediately follow our Half Saints back to the Nether Ruins. We rarely come in contact with foreign races.”

He paused for a moment before checking out the other races in the restaurant. He silently transmitted his voice. ”These foreign races are very arrogant. We tried to make contact with some of them before, hoping to burrow their power. But they never took us seriously. They only thought about squeezing benefits from us while refusing to give anything in return. Since then, the human race basically does not make contact with these foreign races, nor do we think about getting any benefits from them anymore.”

”Come, you probably don’t have much understanding regarding this area, right? I happen to have gathered some intelligence, so today I’ll tell you about the foreign races I can recognize.”

Wang Chongsong went through the foreign races he knew in the restaurant and introduced them to Fang Chen one by one.

”These are just a small fraction in a remote corner. If we could head to the core region of Longsheng City, we would be able to see those top-tier races.”

Wang Chongsong sighed softly and continued, ”They are truly far too much stronger than our human race. I wonder if the human race will have the opportunity to take that step in the future.”

Through Wang Chongsong’s explanation, Fang Chen gradually understood that the foreign races able to move around in this vicinity were basically not much stronger than the human race. Yet that only made him even more curious about the truly powerful races. After all, even a race as powerful as the Asura Race seemed confined to this particular region as well.

Not far from the two sat a table of divine ability users from the Asura Race. Their aura indicated they were Breaking Limit Realm experts.

In another corner of the restaurant sat a group of divine ability users from the Flame Race, consisting of one Breaking Limit expert and several in the Nine Transformations Realm. Ordinarily, it would be difficult for these races to encounter one another, but because of the Saint Tower Battle, over a hundred races had gathered in this restaurant. It was a rather bizarre sight.

Fang Chen asked via voice transmission, ”Old Wang, what are the strongest races in the Divine Realm?”

”Overall, there are twelve races at the top. The Soul Race, which we know quite a bit about, is among these twelve races.”

Wang Chongsong was quite knowledgeable and explained to Fang Chen in detail. Fang Chen listened very attentively and carefully committed every word to memory, as it might be useful in the future.

”The absolute strongest race is the God Race. The God Race is not the name of a single race, but a respectful title. If any race produces a Realm Lord, then that race will transform into a God Race, transcending the world and possessing a direct connection with the Qingming Supreme Alliance.”

A look of envy surfaced in Wang Chongsong’s eyes.

”TheGod Race?”

”Correct. There are nine other cities just like Longsheng City. All of them are Inner Domains of Saints. These ten Qingming Saints associate most closely with the God Race. Aside from the God Race and the other eleven top-tier races, the other races do not even possess the qualification to strike up a conversation with these ten Saints.”

Fang Chen fell into thought. Looking at it this way, a Realm Lord was indeed the strongest entity dispatched here by the Qingming Supreme Alliance to manage the Divine Realm. Gu Yueling had said that the Heavenly Dao and a Realm Lord were equal, except that a Heavenly Dao lacked freedom.

”Just how strong is this Realm Lord you speak of?”

”How would I know? But they govern the entire Divine Realm. They’re probably so strong there’s no point even trying to measure it. ”

”Then what realms lie above the Saint realm?”

”Above Saints? If the Saints do not tell us themselves, how could we possibly know?” Wang Chongsong’s brows rose. ”Why are you asking all this? It is too far from us. There is no need for us to know.”

Suddenly, his expression stirred, and he turned his head to look behind him.

A group of Flame Race divine ability users was walking slowly toward them. They were very clearly smiling, but their eyes carried a sinister light.

Wang Chongsong appeared exceptionally calm and composed. He withdrew his gaze and chuckled at Fang Chen. ”You don’t need to worry. This is Longsheng City. They wouldn’t dare pull anything. At most they’ll raise their voices and run their mouths.”

His voice was not high, but it was loud enough for the Flame Race’s divine ability users to hear.

The smile on the face of the man leading them grew brighter, but his eyes became even more chilling.

Soon, the Flame Race members came to a halt in front of the two. The leading person scanned them both and said calmly, ”The human race, right? From which family?”

Wang Chongsong rolled his eyes at him. ”Inquiring about someone’s background, shouldn’t you first report your own origin? As expected of savages. You don’t understand manners at all.”

The group was immediately enraged.

”You dare speak such insolence?!”

The foreign races sitting in the restaurant didn’t react. They seemed accustomed to such scenes. They merely cast casual glances at the commotion before continuing to talk about their own topics.

”What? You think this is the territory of your race?” Wang Chongsong smiled and stretched his head toward that direction. ”Come, want to make a move? Hit right here. If you don’t hit me, I’ll look down on you bunch of bastard savages.”

”So Old Wang used to be this good at asking people to beat him up,” Fang Chen mused.

If he had been of the Flame Race, he would probably be furious beyond belief by now.

The cultivation of the person leading the Flame Race group was not particularly high, only at the ninth transformation. He sized up Wang Chongsong silently for a moment before speaking. ”You’re Wang Chongsong, aren’t you? From the human race’s Wang Family.”

”I knew you came here for me, yet you still refuse to admit it. Why bother putting on an act to ask about my background? Did you think I didn’t know you are Xian Hong under the command of Saint Chiyan?” Wang Chongsong sneered. ”My friend and I are enjoying some food and drink right now. Why are you sticking your nose into our business? Just say what you came here for. Once you say your piece, you can scram out of our sight.”

The anger in Xian Hong’s eyes suddenly receded a bit. ”Looks like you investigated our race’s participants. So you were intentionally provoking me just now, wanting me to make errors in handling matters?”

Wang Chongsong grinned. He picked up a mouthful of food with his chopsticks and swallowed it with obvious satisfaction. ”Looks like you are not too stupid after all. ”

”However, you guessed wrong. I did not come for you, but for this person.” Xian Hong suddenly let out a light laugh, his gaze falling upon Fang Chen. ”Your surname is Fang and your given name is Chen. You are a Third Generation Ancestor within the Fang Clan, yet your origin remains unknown. You are highly likely a Limit Breaking Limit, but something went wrong in your cultivation, causing your cultivation realm to drop to the sixth transformation.”

Fang Chen asked casually, ”You came for me? I don’t recall us being particularly acquainted. What’s the matter?”

Xian Hong smiled. ”Nothing, I am simply here to inform you that the Jinyang Alliance and Luoxue Alliance are all eyeing your clan like prey. Obviously, that includes Saint Chiyan behind me. So has the Fang Clan prepared themselves for bloodshed this time?”

Several sixth-transformation cultivators behind him all let out low chuckles. The looks they directed at Fang Chen were as if they were looking at a dead man or a bug that could be stepped on and crushed to death at any time.