Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1240 - 1239: Exile to a Remote Place

Chapter 1240: Chapter 1239: Exile to a Remote Place

After surviving the divine catastrophe, when the colorful light shone upon him, Yusuf Zuck’s Purple Blood Beads inexplicably opened up one more bead, making the count jump from fifty-four to fifty-five.

Yusuf was pleasantly surprised but before he had the chance to explore what divine skills or special abilities this Purple Blood Bead brought him, a suction force had already lifted his body, and with a ’whoosh,’ he was sucked into the Colorful Light Gateways!

"Humming~" As he was absorbed into the Colorful Light Gateways, strands of colorful light, along with comforting warmth, penetrated into his body. He then heard the clashing sounds of his own bones.

Furthermore, the Nascent Soul in his Dantian, after absorbing the colorful light, shone brilliantly and began to spin rapidly. As the Nascent Soul spun non-stop, Yusuf could clearly feel it dissolving.

No, not dissolving—fusing with his physical body.

Yes, upon becoming a divine being, there would be no more talk of possessing a Nascent Soul. Your Nascent Soul would also melt into your body as you ascended, becoming one with you and transforming into a divine body!

The Nascent Soul was no exception.

"Hum~" It seemed like only two or three breaths had passed when the Nascent Soul and even the Dantian completely disappeared, replaced by a perfect integration. At that moment, Yusuf’s body became the Nascent Soul.

Simultaneously, Yusuf saw a sphere of light, a gateway. In the blink of an eye, he rushed out from that gateway!

However, the very moment he burst out, Yusuf shockingly realized he couldn’t move, and at the same time, a foot that seemed to carry the majesty of heaven itself stomped fiercely onto his face.

Yusuf was greatly startled and prepared to escape into the Blue Sea and Cloud Sky. He thought it was the people from the Eight Great Families of the Heavenly Realm who had learned of his ascension and had come to capture him.

But just as he was about to resist, he saw that in several other directions, including nearby, several others like him were also pinned down by someone’s foot.

He calmed down, not making any rash moves.

"Snap~" A golden light struck, apparently a seal. That seal rapidly stamped his cheek.

The bone-chilling, excruciating pain made him groan, while he felt his very soul tremble. Then, deep within his soul, the character for ’slave’ in clerical script appeared.

Indeed, the character ’slave,’ including the print left on his face after the seal was stamped, was the character for ’slave’!

"What are you doing, let me go, I am the Supreme Emperor Alden Baxter from the Heavenly Immortal Realm of Alden Baxter, are you seeking death!" At that moment, Yusuf heard someone shouting and resisting not far from him, claiming his identity—a certain Alden Baxter who appeared to hold a supremely eminent presence in their Immortal Realm.

"Shut up!"

With a "bang," someone wielding a wooden plank harshly slapped it across Alden Baxter’s mouth, shattering his teeth and causing him to roll his eyes in pain!

"Clatter clatter~" Chains appeared, and then Yusuf realized that his legs were shackled. The chains glowed with luminescence. When he reached out with his telekinesis, it felt barbed, causing him extreme soreness!

"Everyone stand up!" The foot on his face was retracted, and Yusuf quickly stood up.

The others also stood up, around thirty-something in number, likely having ascended in the same time period as he had!

"Listen up, from now on, you are branded as slaves, for a term of thirty thousand years. Within these thirty thousand years, you must complete a series of tasks. If the tasks are not completed, whether you die or continue to serve as slaves, the brand of enslavement will not be removed. Of course, once the tasks are completed, someone will specifically remove the slave brand for you. Only then will you be truly free!"

"What? What?"

"Why should we?"

"Did I ascend to the wrong place?"

"I ascended to become a god; I am a divine being. How can a divine being be enslaved?"

"It must be a mistake. Where is this place? Let me tell you, I am the Snow Emperor of the vast Immortal Realm. I have cultivated for three hundred and fifty-six thousand years to ascend and become a deity today, not some slave. You must have made a mistake. Release me at once!"

"We are all Supreme Emperors; you must be mistaken..." Many people started to argue. Those who could ascend were, of course, Supreme Emperors or at the very least at the level of the Great Yuan Emperor, so for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years in their own Immortal Realms, they had been Great Emperors, surrounded by countless wives and concubines, billions of disciples. Everything they desired was handed to them. Thus, suddenly being forced into such a drastic change in roles made them furious.

"Those who just spoke, slap yourselves in the face, for not knowing your place!" The person giving instructions sneered and, without further ado, around a dozen burly men charged into the crowd with face-slapping paddles, whacking vigorously at the mouths of these Emperors!

One smack, teeth shattered and mouths split; two smacks, bones cracked; by the third, not one among them could stand.

Of course, it only took three smacks in total. After the third, the burly men withdrew.

The instructor sneered, "We are not mistaken; it is you who are wrong. This place is indeed the Heavenly Realm, the world of divine beings. However, you are not yet worthy of divinity. You small ants from the Lower Realm have grown wings and ascended, thinking you have become gods? What is a god? A god is an arbiter of the Heavenly Dao. What are you? Even as slaves, no one would want you. To tell you the truth, our Heavenly Realm is not large, and too many of you from the Lower Realm ascend every year, requiring us to cull a batch annually!"

"Furthermore, remember, do not even think of escaping, because without special Magic Treasures, your slave brand will never be removed. And slaves cannot wander in the Heavenly Realm. So, obediently serve as a slave for thirty thousand years, complete the tasks, and then you can become free people!"

"Alright, take them all away, send them to the Border State!" With a wave of his hand from the instructor, a bare-chested hulk suddenly brandished a whip. The whip was golden yellow, its exact material unknown—when it struck, it flayed the back of the person at the end, slashing skin and flesh open!

Keep in mind, these were all Supreme Emperors with incredibly tough physical bodies. Moreover, having just forged their divine bodies, how could a normal whip possibly harm them?

But now, at this moment, they were utterly defenseless!

Yusuf Zuck watched, his heart pounding with fear. He finally understood why the male and female masters of Baiyun Temple had not allowed him and Fatty to ascend.

This was the World of Gods, a world where even Great Emperors had to serve as slaves for thirty thousand years upon ascending!

The chains on his feet were extremely heavy. If compared with an object of equivalent weight, Yusuf Zuck could confirm with absolute certainty that the chains were as heavy as stars, perhaps even heavier than planets, so there was no chance of flying, no chance of running, and likely, no chance of breaking free!

Of course, without understanding the situation clearly, Yusuf Zuck, the infamous Zhang the Demon, decided it was best to keep a low profile for now.

Moreover, he thought of Ember Vance; he thought of Fatty. When they had first come to the Immortal Realm, had they, too, been branded and sent into servitude?

"Thirty thousand years, such a long time, huh. Heh, this is the Heavenly Realm, the world of divine beings? Interesting!" At that moment, Yusuf Zuck wasn’t overly pessimistic; in fact, he felt a sense of amusement inside.