Swallowing God Great World, Ancient Arena.
The banquet was being held on a Floating Island above the arena, where every inch of ground was paved with Spirit Jade that had been polished and carved.
Pavilions and waterside terraces were arranged in elegant disorder, palaces and towers rose with majestic grandeur, and glazed tiles reflected the sun's brilliance. Amid streaming light and overflowing color, it was as if one had arrived in a paradise on earth.
This kind of layout and architectural style was not the slightest bit inferior to the craftsmanship of Human Race builders. Clearly, even demons, deep down, longed for enjoyment.
This was the desire of living beings, something no one could avoid.
At that moment.
The Ancient Arena below had already brought out quite a few strange Savage Beasts whose bodies had been compressed. In essence, these Savage Beasts belonged to the same category as the Monster Race.
But they did not walk the path of transformation and enlightenment. Instead, they continuously cultivated their own bloodlines, and their bodies would grow larger and larger—aside from some slight problems with their intelligence.
And apart from being rather severely restricted by their bloodlines.
Their strength was still quite formidable.
Among them, top-tier Savage Beasts even had a chance to transform into [Starry Sky Giant Beasts], their strength comparable to True Immortal Realm cultivators. At that point, their intelligence would also become normal, and they would truly possess the ability to think.
Because these giant beasts did not comprehend laws, they could not leave their brand upon the Great Dao, and thus could not share the lifespan of heaven and earth.
They were regarded by the Monster Race as an inferior race, often used to pull carriages.
Or else they were enslaved and sent to mine at relatively dangerous resource