Primordial Divine Emperor

Chapter 360 - 182: The Peerless Freak Ni Motian and the Shaken Ancient Demon Soldier

Mu Xin felt her mouth dry and her breathing almost unbearably rapid.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yan was equally shocked. The Daluo Dao Body, didn’t that mean that figure had already entered the ranks of Dao Bodies?

One must know that those who have awakened an Innate Dao Body are almost qualified to set foot in the Central State as extraordinary figures, let alone among the Ten Great Innate Dao Bodies?

While the hearts of Mu Xin and Mu Yan were shaken to their cores, even Mo Shiyi stared blankly at the scene in the void above.

The young man from those years had already become a true worldly unparalleled genius.

This kind of heaven’s chosen was no longer limited to the realm of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range but was significant to the entire vast territories of Nanming Country, and even the whole Martial Soul Continent.

The whole of Nanming Country knew that aside from being an Innate Sacred Body, the Daluo Dao Body had another more world-shaking terrifying aspect, and that is, this type of Dao Body is an ascending-type Dao Body, which evolves with the path the cultivator treads, causing the bloodline to revert to its ancestors.

It is said that in the endless years prior, a peerless prodigy from the Daluo Sacred Race broke through its shackles and eventually ventured into the Central Zone, reaching the ultimate realm, ascendant and resplendent, pressing the entire Martial Soul Continent into near submission.

However, for some reason, this supreme peerless figure of the Daluo Sacred Race ultimately fell in Central State, but his deeds shook all heavens and myriad realms.

"A descendant of the Daluo Sacred Race, with a Daluo Dao Body, if they could replace him, entering the Sacred Race wouldn’t be out of the question."

Countless terrifying silhouettes were shocked, their eyes flushing with unprecedented greed, muttering unconsciously.

Whether Sacred Race, Divine Race, or Di Race, these great races are merely nomenclatures and do not inherently denote strength or weakness. Irrespective of the race, they have already surpassed mundane concepts, with any cultivator grafted with an Innate Dao Body regarded as half a tribesman in the Sacred Race.

After all, the grafted bloodline is genuinely that of the Sacred Race, with the body housing fifty percent of the Sacred’s direct bloodline.

The descendants who have had their bloodlines taken would be ruthlessly abandoned by the Sacred Race, while the successful grafted cultivators would become members of the Sacred Race, joining them to be considered as half-blood kin.

This relationship is extremely delicate. Even with inherent distinctions from the true Sacred Race descendants, and despite variance in treatment, they’re accepted, at least allowing them to cultivate some basic Saint Race Techniques and Martial Arts, and those excel may be heavily nurtured, regarded as ’dual-race’ offspring, both their family’s descendant and a semi-Sacred Race offspring.

Moreover, even the simplest Sacred Race Techniques and Martial Arts are unattainable ultimate possessions for endless cultivators.

Additionally, bearing the title of half-Sacred Race offspring is akin to directly being on par with the royal offspring, where both status and standing are elevated, while more importantly, it’s the Sacred Race’s cultivation resources. A Sacred Race is rumored to hold the path to immortality, a fatal allure for boundless cultivators.

Furthermore, the Daluo Sacred Race isn’t a single bloodline but a grand Sacred Race formed by various bloodlines reverting to ancestry. Once a cultivator successfully grafts a Daluo Dao Body, even if one Sacred Race doesn’t accept them, others will, meaning entry into the Daluo Sacred Race is almost certain.

Thinking of this, hordes of terrifying silhouettes frantically ’broke through,’ while Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen were instantly caught off guard.

"The Daluo Dao Body, I never thought this person is a descendant of the Daluo Sacred Race, didn’t awaken within the Sacred Race but came to deliver such a grand opportunity here, truly heaven’s blessing, hahaha."

"This Dao Body belongs to me, and no one can take it."

"Hmph, let’s see if you can get past me first."

Countless peak terrifying silhouettes dashed forward madly, but even so, Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen remained firmly in place, instantly leading to many terrifying silhouettes being astonished beyond belief.

Evidently, these three were extraordinary, unimaginably terrifying figures.

However, at a certain moment.

Suddenly.

Boom—!!!

A deafening roar erupted. Among the vast sea of people, a figure shot up like a fiery sun, forcibly breaking through Nangong Jianchen’s battle banner, soaring into the sky.

The sudden scene caught Mo Shiyi and his companions off guard, and countless terrifying shadows’ expressions drastically changed.

"The peerless monster, Ni Motian?"

Boom—!!!

As soon as these words fell, countless people were shaken to their core, eyes filled with disbelief.

Evidently, many had seen that figure before, knowing its origins, and upon seeing it rise, all displayed changed expressions, with numerous terrifying figures showing boundless wariness upon seeing this person.

Mo Shiyi silently cursed, instinctively muttering: "The newly emerged peerless monster from the Demon Sword Sect, Ni Motian, this is bad, Nangong, Junior Brother Ye is in danger."

Nangong Jianchen, hearing this, also furrowed his brows; the duo had been in this strongest ’Spiritual Element Battle Domain’ for a longer period, so even without having interacted with this person, they had heard rumors.

It’s said that this person is almost the most terrifying monster among this strongest ’Spiritual Element Battle Domain,’ almost the strongest existence in this realm.

Evidently, this person’s appearance exceeded all expectations.

"Damn it, if I could exert just a thousandth of the battle banner’s power, I wouldn’t have let this person pass so easily." Nangong Jianchen looked at the irretrievable situation, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness and guilt.