Yun Shou pondered. Judging from the information given by the simulator, there are two "life-related" Dao Lords: one who controls the fate of living beings, and the other who controls the form of living beings.
The fate of a clan is also a part of destiny.
The appearance of the black dragon, as well as other mythical beasts, can also be considered part of its form.
He could see the principles of both of these points directly.
However, the calamity field set up by Bai He, the Dao Lord of Destiny, was invisible.
"Because... the Lord of Destiny has opened up access, making some Destiny Laws visible."
"However, the calamity field created by Bai He using the power of destiny is invisible because he has closed the channels for comprehending the relevant 'Dao principles'."
"I can't see the Dao principles of the spatial ring. This doesn't mean that a certain spatial Dao Lord or Dao Monarch has his eye on the Yuantian Realm. It just means that the other party is not allowing the general public to comprehend the Dao principles of storage. That's all."
Yun Shou thought this was very likely.
However, he had another conjecture: "True immortals can only retain the Dao power of their initial Dao Fruit strength when they go to different universes, and they have to start all over again for everything else. Does this mean that the Dao laws of different universes are slightly different to some extent?"
"Furthermore, the Yuantian Realm is located within the cosmic boundary... so it's possible for it to capture planes from outside this universe. The spatial ring is an example of this; the Dao principles within it originate from other universes!"
"Although the basic functions are still usable, to comprehend the principles within it, one must go to its place of origin. In any universe, one is only allowed to comprehend the principles of that universe!"
After convincing himself of two reasons, Yun Shou put the mystery of the spatial ring out of his mind. As he always said, these problems that couldn't be solved in a short time would be left to Twelve to handle in the future.
Leaving the Demon King's Palace, Yun Shou was about to crush this iconic demon clan building, which covered tens of thousands of miles, with a single palm strike.
But then I thought, why destroy their iconic landmark? Would it crush their racial confidence and destroy their fighting spirit?
Absolutely not!
He's about to wipe out the demon race, so what will be left of them?
On the contrary, this demon king's palace could be repaired and renovated to become a museum or a demon-slaying memorial hall, turning it into a tourist attraction.
The next mythical beast clans to be wiped out were the Nine-Headed Bird and the Mountain-Bearing Turtle, among others.
There is also the Roc clan, whose bloodline originates from the famous Golden-Winged Roc.
"Speaking of which, during the last simulation, which was on top and which was on the bottom, the Roc or the Kun fish?"
Yun Shou observed that although the Roc was just a bird, it was undoubtedly a giant bird. The wingspan of an adult at the third realm could reach two thousand feet, and the largest of them was a mid-level human-level demon lord with a wingspan of seven thousand feet!
One of its wings is longer than that of a black dragon.
Yun Shou collected many copies.
"The roc is so big that a barbecue grill can't hold it..."
—(History follows)
The outer perimeter of the Demon Land.
A grand feast is underway.
It is a culinary competition held once every fifty years.
The atmosphere was very joyful and harmonious.
"Next up, please welcome our chef, number 114, Negewang!"
With the host dog shouting loudly, barks erupted from below.
"Oh my god, this is Chef Nege! He defeated countless strong opponents to get to this point, and he's entered the final round!"
"I can't believe how delicious his poop is!"
"I want to show off my dog."
A muscular man walked onto the stage; his entire body was made of tendons and muscles, and he was incredibly strong.
"And there's our chef number 514, Princess Wang! Everyone, give her a bark of welcome!"
Now countless dog demons cheered again.
"It's actually Princess Wang!"
"She's my favorite little princess dog!"
"Woof woof woof woof woof woof you are a sweet and soft whirlwind of energy woof woof woof!"
"I want to show off her **dog.
A delicate human woman also went on stage.
"And there's Chef Number 1, Wang. He's a veteran chef, Wang. He's been the King of Culinary Arts for ten years, Wang. He's even the personal chef of our Dog King, Wang. He has the cultivation of a hegemon!"
The cheers grew even louder.
"It's actually a ten-time champion dog!"
"He is the ten-time champion dog, invincible in ten major competitions, dominating heaven and earth!"
"I heard that not only is his poop delicious, but it's also plentiful and filling!"
"I want to show off my dog."
A fat man with a large head and ears, who looked to weigh over 4,000 pounds, appeared.
"And Chef No. 919, Gray Jack, whose food is also quite unique!"
Many of the dog demons looked on with infatuation, their tongues lolling out like lapdogs. They actually began to regard this chef as their superior, even though this was the dog demons' territory!
"Wow, it's him, woof!"
"Mr. Grey Jack feels uncomfortable if he doesn't eat his delicious food for a day, woof."
"Please, Mr. Gray Jack, give me the recipe! After eating your delicious food, I can no longer eat the food my family's servants eat. Woof!"
"I want to show off my dog."
A gaunt man wearing sunglasses went on stage.
"The last one is Chef No. 810, Fendangjia Wang, who suddenly rose to prominence like a dark horse! He started from a humble village-level food competition and climbed up step by step, and every dish he made could amaze all the other dogs!"
"Before today, few dog demons believed he could have come this far, woof. So—can he create another miracle, woof? Let's wait and see, woof!"
As a sunny, cheerful, and healthy young man entered the stage, even more dog demons began to bark!
"It's Fendangjia, it's Fendangjia, woof!"
"I've watched him pull the food dogs from the very beginning, from the rural competition all the way to this national competition!"
"Me too! We're a family and friends group! We've watched this human boy, Fen Dangjia, grow up from a puppy to a big dog!"
"I want to show off my dog."
Suddenly, a young dog demon jumped up: "Boss Fen, you are my human slave, you must win the championship in front of His Majesty the Dog King!"
The young dog demon, his eyes filled with fear, looked at the gaunt man, Gray Jack, one of the five human chefs. His voice grew louder, trembling with fear, and he stammered, "Master Fen! You, you, you, you... you absolutely cannot lose to that guy, woof!"
"If that guy wins the championship, woof, if those evil builder foes are favored by His Majesty the Dog King, woof, if they deceive His Majesty the Dog King, woof..."
"Our dog demon's culinary world is about to be completely destroyed, woof!"
The sunny boy nodded emphatically, clenching his fist at the dog owner: "I know, don't worry, I will definitely win!"
After communicating with the dog owner remotely, Fendangjia's gaze swept over the four opponents in this final.
Black people.
A delicate little princess.
The fat man is a ten-time champion.
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