As soon as his voice fell, Luo Zheng's figure stepped out of the void, hovering above the head of the Saint Race Martial Artist and looking down at him...
That powerful aura descended like an emperor overlooking all under heaven, carrying an air of supreme dominion!
Saint Race Martial Artists usually prided themselves on their noble bloodline. In the eyes of the Saint Race, all foreign races were equal.
Whether humans or other sentient beings, they were no different from pigs, dogs, ants, or any other living creature!
Only the Saint Race was different. Only the Saint Race had the qualifications to stand above all other races!
In the Great Extreme Cosmos, every living being and every race could only grovel at the feet of the Saint Race, relying on their charity and being kept like livestock to survive.
Had this Saint Race Martial Artist ever felt such an aura?
Under the pressure of that aura, the Saint Race Martial Artist suddenly felt incomparably tiny, seized by an instinctive urge to submit.
But the one he faced now was merely a human. Out of pride in his own bloodline, the Saint Race Martial Artist instinctively resisted. How could he casually submit at the feet of a human?
"What's your name? I can spare your life." Luo Zheng's cold voice drifted out once more. The pressure on his soul suddenly doubled, and faint golden light flickered in his eyes.
The six great cultivation saint lands of the God Refinement Forbidden Ground.
The Long Qin Race cultivated realms in Years Valley; the Yuanhe Clan cultivated the mind in Original Heart Refining Pagoda; the Mountain Collapse Clan tempered the body at the source of strength; the Myriad Forms Clan cultivated laws in Extinguish Wind Valley; and the Sky Dome Clan cultivated Beginning and