Jiang Ding gazed at the several hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators kneeling before him.
Some were tigerkin, some Vine Demon Race, some human, some Stone Human Clan... all sorts of races were present. They were all needed by the Magic Rock Tribe, the former rulers of this Minor World, for production, service, and other occupations—or simply as food.
Some were older Nascent Soul Cultivators who had lived through the Immortal Sect era.
Others were Nascent Soul Cultivators born in recent years.
The older Nascent Soul Cultivators should have had Immortal Sect restrictions within their spirit souls. These were marks left behind when the Immortal Sect's armies had swept through. They could not simply let the slave races of these Minor Worlds move freely based solely on their own conscience and morality.
Of course, the Immortal Sect's restrictions merely stipulated that they would not manifest so long as no relevant laws were violated.
Nor could Immortal Sect Citizens casually bully Minor World cultivators like members of the Horned Demon Tribe did.
Immortal Sect Citizens had their own laws to restrain them. Even people like Great Sun Heavenly Monarch and Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri had to spend time in jail now and then. It was absolutely impossible for ordinary Immortal Sect Citizens to swagger about, rule a nation within a Minor World, have countless powerful figures flocking around them, and casually kill their servants.
The Spirit Soul Restrictions should have existed, yet they did not.
"Everyone, where are the restrictions within your spirit souls?"
Jiang Ding asked.
"Heavenly Monarch..."
The Nascent Soul True Lords trembled, cold running through their bodies, unable even to form a complete sentence.
"Open your spirit souls. I need to examine them."
Jiang Ding lost interest in communicating with them and spoke indifferently.
"Yes!"
"Heavenly Monarch!"
Having witnessed the