Devouring the Stars: Rising from the Snow Eagle System

Chapter 176 The Universe Has a Hierarchy

virtual universe.

The five top clans, or more accurately, the four top clans now, are all represented by their strongest members, except for the Prison Clan.

The representative of the Prison Clan is the Prison King.

A top-tier fifth-order combatant, the second strongest member of the Prison Clan, even the Demon Ancestor held him in high esteem. When the Prison Clan faced a life-or-death crisis, he was also thrust into the limelight.

"Da da da!"

Zhou Lin slowly appeared in the room. He walked to the top of the round table, sat down casually, and said, "Do you still have any questions about the territorial issue?"

"Lord of Beichen, we can cede territory, but you must guarantee that you will not hunt us down or kill us in the cosmic sea."

The Machine God said directly, "Otherwise, we will never leave the Primal Universe again and will stay here and waste our time with you."

In the primordial universe, everyone could only unleash sixth-order power.

No matter how profound your secret techniques are, Zhou Lin, you can't possibly kill the strongest being in the universe.

Zhou Lin said with a smile, "Gentlemen, you will definitely have to give up the territory. You can go and occupy another piece of land elsewhere. I will definitely not pursue you anymore, but I will also give you another option."

"Oh?"

"What other options do we have?"

The eyes of these strongest beings in the universe lit up. Did their words mean there was still a chance?
“Allow me to spread my faith among your peoples,” Zhou Lin said with a smile. “The four major races can each cede fifty percent of their territory, but the Prison Clan’s territory will definitely be given to them entirely.”

He had no choice; in the primordial universe, everyone could only unleash sixth-tier combat power. Perhaps only those at the Chaos Realm or even Cosmic Gods could break through this suppression.

"Fifty percent?!" The Zerg Queen's expression changed: "Lord of the North Star, you still want to spread your faith? Isn't this severing the foundation of our race?!"

Are you kidding me? What would happen if Zhou Lin spread his faith among their people? Would he expect all his subjects to worship a single human?
Zhou Lin naturally knew they wouldn't agree, so he brought this up just to get the ball rolling: "Or there's another option: you cede eighty percent of your territory, but on the condition that I establish a virtual world company within your race."

No ethnic group would agree to the propagation of faith.

But setting up a virtual world company is nothing special. Those top clans have also heard of this force. They have assassins within their own clans, and having a company can help them establish order.

The Bloodblade God Emperor was able to create countless Bloodblade Taverns in the Abyss and the Material World, mainly because of his immense strength, but his rules also played a significant role.

Every industry needs rules, and Zhou Lin's Virtual Realm Company is the one that brings rules to assassins.

"You killed the Demon Ancestor and now you want all the territory of my Prison Clan. Don't you think that's going too far?" The Prison King's eyes were filled with hatred. From now on, their Prison Clan would never regain its former glory and would fall from its peak.

A fifth-order universe master can maintain the race, but they will probably need to find a super power to join them. Otherwise, given that the Prison Clan has made countless enemies in the past, someone will definitely come to beat them when they are down.

Snapped!
Zhou Lin slapped the Prison King hard across the face. His move was incredibly subtle, and his skill level was far superior to the King's, making it impossible for him to avoid.

The rules and mysteries of the system are extremely profound, and the level of mystery is itself extremely high.

Not to mention that Zhou Lin had also studied the Thirteen Swords of Annihilation for many years, and he could already create even more profound secret techniques. A slap in the face would be impossible to dodge. "There is a hierarchy in the universe. Who gave you the right to speak here?" Zhou Lin poked the Prison King's face with his hand and said, "Didn't I give your Prison Clan a chance to withdraw back then? Now that your clan's strongest member is dead in my hands, what right do you have to talk to me?"

Many of the strongest individuals were shocked. Zhou Lin had actually made a move during the negotiations, and his arrogant and domineering manner was simply too overbearing.

The Prison King is a top-tier fifth-order expert. He shouldn't be dead in the primordial universe. If he really pushes us too far, do you think the human race will fare well?
But for Zhou Lin, nothing is immortal. He can still slowly wear down his opponents through cause and effect. There are only a few universe lords in the original universe that he cannot kill.

The most typical example is the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds.

"I went to great lengths to kill the Demon Ancestor. Now that he's dead, your Prison Clan is no longer a top-tier clan. Can you afford to lose?"

Zhou Lin's questions came like a barrage of bullets, striking straight to the heart of the Prison King: "If you can't accept defeat, tell me. I don't mind finding a place in the primordial universe to bury you."

Under normal circumstances, even without curse killing techniques, if the strongest member of any race were to fall, other top races would definitely come and seize a large amount of territory.

For example, if humanity hadn't severed the East River lineage, and only the giant axe had died, perhaps giving up half of the territory would have been enough.

But the situation is different now. Zhou Lin originally intended to annex all their territories. Even with the Demon Ancestor, the Prison Clan couldn't protect themselves, let alone without him.

Zhou Lin is a very reasonable and realistic person. His attitude towards the other four clans is completely different. He negotiates peacefully for his own benefit.

He understands the rules of the universe well: if you are weak, you are not qualified to sit at the table.

The Prison King's face flushed red. He was so noble in the Prison Clan, yet he had suffered such humiliation today. But Zhou Lin's slap also brought him to his senses.

Yes, even without the covetous eyes of humans, they couldn't have protected their existing territory after the Demon Ancestor died, let alone in the current situation.

The two cosmic rulers and several top overlords are still with the mechanical race's father god. The other party will definitely use this to blackmail for some of their interests, and may even try to recruit the prison race.

"After the Prison Clan relocates, they should at least be able to retain their top-tier power, right?"

The Zerg Queen thought to herself, "This Lord of the North Star is so domineering towards top-tier forces; he clearly doesn't take the Prison Clan seriously."

"His methods are bizarre; he might actually be able to kill a fifth-order universe lord." The mechanical race's father god was increasingly terrified as he thought about it. Before his death, the Demon Ancestor had informed the race of Zhou Lin's information.

These strongest beings in the universe were extremely wary of Zhou Lin.

"Gentlemen, what have you thought about it?" Zhou Lin turned to look at the Prison King: "If you agree to let me spread my faith in the Prison Clan, I will give you a chance to let the Prison Clan join my Hong Alliance."

Feeling deeply humiliated, the Prison King joins the Hongmeng?
Impossible to die!
He remained silent, his true form already preparing a treasure within his clan, so that he could go to the Mechanical Race's Father God to redeem the people, and at the same time begin relocating the clan.

The tide has turned. The once-powerful race has been forced into this state by Zhou Lin, and even the Lord of the Universe has fallen into the hands of the Mechanical Race.

Zhou Lin has no sympathy for anyone. The primordial universe is such a cruel environment that there must be competition between groups, unlike the environment of the origin continent.

The continent of origin is inhabited by cultivators.

"If we establish a company, will the Void Realm Company interfere with the operation of my race?" the Machine Race Father God asked. "As far as I know, your human race's Void Realm Company wields a great deal of power."

(End of this chapter)