At first, they could still simply be described as mixed-bloods.
As those mixed-bloods carried on their family lines, Daluo Golden Immortals emerged one after another.
Then it had to be acknowledged.
This was a community!
But countless races mingled with one another.
Besides producing large numbers of beings with incompatible bloodlines.
They did indeed also give birth to beings who were weak yet suffered deeply from discrimination.
Over the course of that long process.
Time brought them together.
They formed communities of all sizes.
Communities.
Not races.
Only cultivators at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm or above could establish a race.
But communities were different.
A big cat, a little cat-even two or three could be called a community.
They could be described as groups of cultivators with little talent for cultivation and relatively weak abilities of their own.
Perhaps it was because their appearances differed from those of outsiders.
Perhaps it was because their bloodlines themselves carried conflicts with others.
None of them lived well.
Some were like genuine failures, a bunch of failures gathered together.
Huddling together for warmth.
That was all there was to it.
They had no substantial understanding of either time or space.
The years always flowed onward.
Only then would some powerful figures emerge among them.
But sometimes, that was not the whole story.
Because most of the powerful figures within their communities broke away, leading those who shared their bloodlines to become a race.
The Primordial World had so many communities that they were impossible to count!
How could cultivators below the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm possibly fall within the census of the Primordial World's authorities?
Even a Sage could not calculate that number.
Because it was practically infinite.
But communities at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm were different. They required a