Eternal Beast Taming Family

A desolate wasteland.

On that vibrant yet eerie wasteland, a strange fluctuation emanated from the otherwise calm space. One of the many faces painted on the ground slowly lit up, and then the figure of a woman slowly appeared.

Chu Shenghan glanced at her surroundings, and the masks that had originally been decorations hanging on her clothes seemed to have come alive here.

One by one, they left her clothes, hovered in the air, and clustered around her body, even the patterns on their surfaces became brighter.

Chu Shenghan's gaze drifted into the depths of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland, his figure transforming into a stream of light as he resolutely headed towards the deepest part of the wasteland.

Seemingly sensing her intention, the mask patterns engraved on the ground lit up at the eye positions, as if all of them were looking at her.

The emotions in their eyes included expectation, contemplation, and even human-like worry and confusion.

Chu Shenghan's figure, transformed into a stream of light, slowly came to a stop in front of a huge curtain that descended from the sky.

That towering curtain was both illusory and real; only the chosen could possibly reach it.

Above this curtain, at intervals, hang masks one after another. The combined power emanating from them, even without malicious intent, was so overwhelming that Chu Shenghan, as a king, could feel it like a surging tide, without feeling any pressure.

Looking up at the curtained wall, one can see masks of all shapes and sizes hanging on it, including not only those resembling facial masks but also those resembling various animalistic forms.

However, the spiritual charm of the patterns on them had faded, as if they had fallen into some kind of dormant state.

On one side of the curtain wall, seemingly sensing Chu Shenghan's arrival, a mask with a pure white background, adorned with a flower between its brows and jade patterns painted on its cheeks slowly floated over.

The empty eyes of the mask held a pair of bird-like pupils fixed on Chu Shenghan, and its ethereal voice echoed slowly in this world.

"Trial seeker, this is not a place you should be in right now. Be careful not to come into contact with so many Radiant and King-level auras, lest you disrupt your own path of cultivation."

Although the jade-masked man's words were full of duty, Chu Shenghan could still sense the concern hidden within them.

Chu Shenghan cupped her hands in a gesture of respect towards the white jade mask before her. This wasn't their first meeting; she had seen it before during her last visit to the depths of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland.

And it was with its help that he was able to successfully contract two royal-level masks in one go.

"I have come here with some questions in my mind. Are you familiar with the Celestial Clan of the World Honored One?"

Upon hearing Chu Shenghan's words, the white jade mask experienced a surge of energy around its body, with layers of magnificent feathers exploding around it.

Two of the masks surrounding Chu Shenghan suddenly burst out, and the cracks in the space transmitted the surging energy elsewhere, thus preventing Chu Shenghan from being impacted by the energy surge.

The energy surge of a mask of the Radiant Rank is not something a mere King Rank cultivator can withstand, even though the energy surge is not aimed at it.

However, this loss of control was only momentary, and the white jade mask consciously retracted.

"Where did you hear this news? That the Buddha's heavenly race has appeared on earth again?"

Chu Shenghan roughly recounted the information his elder brother, Chu Shengfan, had obtained from other forbidden areas to the white jade mask in front of him.

The white jade mask faced the direction of the giant curtain wall, and that ethereal voice rang out once more.

"Getting exposed to these things beforehand is not a good thing for your Chu family, which has just become royalty."

This era has only just begun; the birth of the World Honored One and the Celestial Clan is probably still a long way off.

"But now that we know, if we don't understand more, it will be like a sword hanging over the sky for our Chu family. If every era has a Celestial Sovereign, wouldn't there be countless Celestial Sovereigns in the heavens?"

The white jade mask remained silent for a moment, then gently shook as if shaking its head, before speaking softly.

"That's not the case. In every era, there will be descendants of the Celestial Clan and their subordinate royal families, but not all those who eventually attain the Dao Fruit can successfully advance to the Venerable rank. What they seize is only the possibility of advancing to the Celestial Clan."

Upon hearing this, Chu Shenghan's expression relaxed slightly, and then he asked softly:

"Then do you know how many Celestial Beings there are in the heavens right now?"

The white jade mask's emotions gradually turned to nostalgia. "We came from the Jade Void Heaven Realm. This realm alone had two great World Honored Celestial Clans. I heard that the Kunlun Realm was even more powerful, with three great World Honored Celestial Clans among them."

But tens of thousands of years have passed, and it's unknown whether the overall situation has changed.

Chu Shenghan looked at the masks on the giant curtain wall, then turned to look at the outer edge of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland.

"Tens of thousands of years, could those low-level masks really survive for such a long time?"

"Time is not such a terrifying thing for some beings. We were once just a step away from completely ascending to the realm of the World Honored One. It is only because of the protection of the Dao that we have been able to exist for so long."

Chu Shenghan roughly deduced the origin of the Hundred-Faced Wasteland.

In a certain era, amidst the scramble of beings for the fruits of that era, the original owners of these masks in the Hundred-Faced Wasteland descended as the seeds of the World Honored One.

Finally, he obtained the Dao Fruit in the battle for it, but due to some reasons, his own source beast shattered and eventually turned into this desolate wasteland.

Although Chu Shenghan does not currently understand what the so-called Dao Fruit is, it is quite reasonable that it can protect these masks from the erosion of time.

Chu Shenghan remained silent for a moment; he had indeed obtained a great deal of information during his visit today.

"How do those assigned seeds treat us?"

"Naturally, we will try our best to subdue the local royal family and royalty. If they do not submit, we will simply wipe them out."

Chu Shenghan's fingers landed on the masks gathered around her, and he slowly asked the question that concerned him most.

"Can we, the forces on the ground, participate in the competition for Dao Fruits?"

The white jade mask faced Chu Shenghan directly, seemingly scrutinizing her intently before slowly speaking.

"Only royalty has a slight chance of participating in such a power struggle. In the history I know, there was once a dynasty that successfully seized the Dao Fruit, successfully broke away from the mortal realm, and ascended to the heavens to become the World Honored Celestial Clan."

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