Everyone in the Immortal Court and the Ancient Realm Region watched this bizarre, unbelievable scene. The First Immortal, so powerful and invincible that a mere turn of his thoughts could kill countless people, had proved so utterly vulnerable before the God-Making Race Chief. No one had expected this.
From the God-Making Race Chief's words, Lin Shen learned something astonishing.
Those ghosts and gods on Mystic God Star, and the divine statues hanging within the temples, should all have been this God-Making Race Chief's handiwork.
Lin Shen did not know what method he had used to suspend all the ghosts and gods and seize control of their power, but it seemed that was indeed the case.
The God-Making Race Chief, who controlled the vast majority of ghosts and gods, was an incomparably powerful existence. Even an Emperor would be useless against him.
Emperors also needed to draw upon the power of ghosts and gods to wield tremendous strength.
Now that the ghosts and gods had all been kidnapped, they had no chance to use their power. Just as the God-Making Race Chief had said, even an Emperor would be nothing but trash.
An intelligent brain disconnected from the network and unable to control external devices was merely a program.
The First Immortal's flesh-and-blood body twisted and distorted continuously in the God-Making Race Chief's hand. Before everyone's eyes, it transformed into a skin-and-bone sword glowing red. The sword resembled a spinal dragonbone, red light flowing across it. On either side of the guard rested a ruby-like crystal—the First Immortal's two eyes.
"You were transformed from the First Immortal. From now on, you shall be called the First Immortal Sword." The God-Making Race Chief casually swung it twice.
Others could see nothing unusual and merely thought he had waved it at random. But