“This is where you’ll live.”

Everybody looked at the mountains and rivers down below while hovering in the high sky above the continent. The Ti Luo Clan’s Ancestral God who had been leading the way summoned a energy-made depiction of the whole continent.

The map directly appeared inside the heads of all those present. However, it was resisted by the brains of Ancestral Gods such as Su Ping, and wasn’t displayed inside their minds until they gave their permission.

In short, it was like knocking on the door.

As for those with lesser cultivations, the map was simply stuffed into their heads.

There were zones marked with different colors. A small projection of the tentacled ancestor appeared on the map and pointed at a certain zone, which would be their temporary residence.

“That’s the boundary!”

“It’s insurmountable!”

The host ancestor pointed at the central area of the map, where a curve separated it from the periphery. “That’s the most important place for our people. It’s the place where the Sorcerer Ancestor rests. Remember this well!”

“Sorcerer Ancestor…”

The cyborg Ancestral Gods shivered. The better they knew about history, the more terrifying Sorcerer Ancestors were in their eyes. Those were existences who had the power to destroy hundreds of Undying State experts with the blink of an eye.

Su Ping’s eyes glittered. He noticed that there were a lot of independent zones beyond the curve marked on the map, which were similar to the zone allocated to them. He asked, “Do all races who join you stay at the periphery?”

The Ti Luo Clan’s Ancestral God looked at Su Ping and said, “Yes, but not all of them. You’re qualified to stay there because you’re in the Undying State. Races without any Undying State experts would be settled in the void at the edge of the continent.”

Su Ping nodded. That was the iron rule: the strong preying on the weak.

There was nothing unfair about it. If the weak were treated equally, wouldn’t it be unfair to the strong?

It seems that a lot of powerful races have come here… Su Ping glanced at the independent zones and counted 1,382 of them. This meant that there were at least 1,382 Undying State beings!

That’s right. Ancestral Gods were supreme in the Archean Divinity, but there were a thousand of them in that continent!

It was nothing surprising, though.

After all, there were at least two hundred Undying State experts in the world of gods!

Each of the Seven Great Clans had a couple of them. The rest of the clans had two hundred Ancestral Gods in total.

If all those experts joined forces, they could easily overthrow the Seven Great Clans. However… uniting forces was the most difficult thing in the world.

If the common folk united, they could overthrow the crown. If all the ants united, they could knock over stones thousands of times heavier than themselves!

The Seven Great Clans weren’t tyrants. They never forced the other clans to resist them at the risk of being eliminated. After all, those clans weren’t made by mortals who never remembered. They knew that they would still have a new ruler in the end, even if they won.

The space atop the pyramid was limited. Allies who once fought together would fight each other over the fruits of victory.

“Are those zones already occupied? What if new races come to join you?” asked Su Ping.

The host ancestor said, “It’s easy. You’ve just arrived; so, we’ve specifically established a place for you to settle between the two zones.”

Su Ping nodded. It wasn’t very difficult for an Ancestral God to construct a new zone.

“There are 1,382 powerful races here…”

The cyborg Ancestral Gods were shocked, never expecting that they would only be some among the thousands of refugees. They suddenly felt insignificant.

Was that the appeal of an ancestor?

“Don’t go around unless you have to. Don’t start conflicts with other races. If you do cause any trouble, deal with it by yourselves; some of the races don’t have good tempers,” said the Ti Luo ancestor.

Su Ping raised his eyebrows. “We’re here to establish an alliance and deal with the Heavenly Dao together. Why would we stir conflicts?”

“Humph!”

The tentacled ancestor merely snorted in response.

Su Ping frowned, then looked at the map and the frown deepened.

Soon after, their host led Su Ping and the others to their assigned zone, which was an extremely vast land. When checking the map, it was just one of the thousand tiny pieces at the edge of the continent, but it was actually the size of a solar system, several light years away from the nearest zone.

There were turbulent rivers and vortices in between. Only those above the Celestial State could cross them.

“Just stay here; call us if you need anything. You cyborgs should be more aware of what our Sorcerer Ancestor is capable of. We know everything, so don’t try to play any tricks,” said the host ancestor.

The cyborg Ancestral Gods quickly nodded.

Su Ping remained silent. Once their host left, he finally said to Elaine, “Is their clan good at perception?”

Scared, Elaine looked around and then smiled bitterly. “That’s right. So, you must be careful about anything you say, Ancestor Su. Our conversation is probably being heard by them. They might even know our own thoughts.”

Su Ping raised his eyebrows. He knew that it wasn’t their host ancestor the one able to sense their thoughts, but the Sorcerer Ancestor that had yet to reveal himself.