Chapter 3266
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The surviving cultivator's reaction made all the cultivators' jaws drop.
They'd all thought that the cultivator would reprimand Feng Hao and use the name of the Primordial Lord of Heaven to intimidate them. Who would've thought that the cultivator would directly surrender?
"Where's your backbone?"
Feng Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes at the cultivator.
"Haha, how would we dare talk about backbone in front of the Immortal Emperor?" The cultivator smiled flatteringly.
It had to be said that the technique that Fenghao had displayed had given everyone an intense shock.
The expressions of all the ancient race cultivators present changed several times, especially the ancient race cultivators who had pledged their loyalty to the Immortal Realm. Their faces were burning hot.
They'd just sworn their loyalty, but in the blink of an eye, the person they'd pledged their loyalty to had been reduced to ashes. This was too dramatic.
Fenghao's gaze moved away from the Immortal Sect cultivators and swept across the ancient race cultivators one by one. He said in a serious tone, "All of you cultivators here have been nurtured by the land of China. You don't forget the people who dug the well when you drink water. Right now, between the Immortal Realm, the God Realm, and China, how do you choose?"
Everyone looked at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.
If they had to choose between the Immortal Realm and the God Realm, then if there was a strong-willed Immortal Sect or Immortal Emperor present, they would join the Immortal Realm's camp without a second thought.
As for the God Realm, although they cultivated incomplete cultivation methods left behind by the God Realm, and the geniuses of their clans served as vessels for the God Realm's Sacred Sons, the benefits they received were definitely not as good as in the Immortal Realm.
After all, the cultivator who'd just died had bestowed many ancient race cultivators with opportunities.
As for the Chinese forces, this was nothing more than choosing themselves. When faced with the two powerful camps of the Immortal Realm and the God Realm, no matter how stupid they were, they definitely wouldn't dare to set up their own camp and fight against the two powerful camps.
"What does China mean? Does China have a force that can rival the Immortal Realm and the God Realm? "
Long Xueqing frowned. As a group that knew the truth about China's history, there were very few secrets in China that her family didn't know.
China's greatest reliance was the ancient cultivation clans in the famed mountains. Now that everyone was gathered together, they wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between the experts of the Immortal World and the God World.
The other Ancient Cultivators stood out as well. This was a difficult choice to make. If they were to incur the wrath of Feng Hao, a single punch from him would be enough to send them to the King of Hell.
The Cheng Clan's elder, Cheng Jinnan, smiled and said, "The entire Cheng Clan and I are willing to follow the Wind Emperor. We will naturally fight for Hua Xia."
The moment these words were spoken, many Ancient Cultivators immediately understood what was going on.
What was Feng Hao trying to do, including Elder Duanmu of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and the powerful cultivators from the Immortal Sect?
Wasn't it to get the response of the various cultivation clans?
Although they didn't have any powerful cultivators in their clan, they had the support of the ethereal Divine Race. As long as they pledged loyalty to the Celestial World or other forces and chose to sever ties with the Divine Race, it would basically be impossible for the Divine Race's Saint to descend.
This was equivalent to saving the Celestial World or Feng Hao a lot of trouble.
After figuring this out, the expressions of the various clans' elders turned solemn. This was no longer a simple pledge of loyalty. This matter was now linked to their lives.
"The Duanmu Clan of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain swears loyalty to the Divine Race!"
At this moment, Duanmu Yang directly made the decision on behalf of the Duanmu Clan. This caused the rest of the Duanmu Clan to tremble.
They glared at Duanmu Yang and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? Is there any place for you to speak here? "
"You unfilial descendant, are you trying to put the clan to death?"
The rest of the Duanmu Clan stared coldly at Duanmu Yang. If looks could kill, Duanmu Yang would have died more than ten times.
Duanmu Yang sneered. "Show some backbone. Just now, everyone vowed to be loyal to the Celestial World. Now that the Celestial Sect Lord was killed by this person, you're afraid? Are you planning to switch allegiance to Feng Hao? What a joke. Is it something to be proud of to bear the infamy of being a slave to another family? "
"You …"
The words' slave to another family 'made the Duanmu Clan's members widen their eyes in anger. They wanted to devour Duanmu Yang's flesh.
The other Ancient Cultivators' faces turned red. Then, they began to berate Duanmu Yang.
"Ignorant brat, the Celestial Sect blinded us with their so-called Immortal Fate. As the descendants of China, we're the descendants of the dragon. We should fight for China."
"That's right. That makes sense. China gave birth to us, so it's our turn to protect this land."
The cultivators from the Ancient Cultivators were filled with righteous indignation. Since when did they become slaves to another family?
Wasn't it because they were blinded by the powerful cultivators from the Celestial World? But now, they finally woke up and decided to fight for the land that raised them. Wasn't that right?
"Haha!"
Duanmu Yang laughed. "Fighting for China? What a dignified reason. Isn't it just loyalty to Feng Hao? Why do you have to make it sound so sanctimonious? I, Duanmu Yang, am the reincarnation of the Divine Realm's Saint … "
"Pfft!"
"I wonder who was it that got a little benefit from the Celestial Sect just now and immediately knelt on the ground and admitted defeat?"
"I thought that the descendants of Old Thief Duanmu would be able to say some sort of logic. I didn't expect them to say such vulgar words. Are they wagging their tails to the Celestial World now?"
Everyone knew that the Duanmu Clan had a grudge with Feng Hao. Previously, the Duanmu Clan pledged their loyalty to the Celestial World because they wanted to find a backer to suppress Feng Hao.
Now that the Celestial World was no longer reliable, they naturally couldn't be thick-skinned and beg Feng Hao to take them in. They could only say that they were the reincarnation of the Celestial World's Saint.
The reason why they humiliated them was to draw a clear line between them and Feng Hao. What a cunning thief.
Indeed, there was a thief like an old thief.
"The Wind Emperor has always been protecting the land of China. His actions have moved the heavens and earth. From now on, we will follow the Wind Emperor's lead. Wherever the Wind Emperor's sword points, the Ancient Clan will follow."
"We vow to follow the Wind Emperor to the death and protect China!"
More and more Ancient Clan cultivators recognized the situation and joined Feng Hao's side.
Bai Ling, Long Xueqing, the Cultivation Alliance's representative, and the cultivator from the Celestial Sect who had lost his backbone all stared dumbfoundedly at this scene.
The Ancient Clan cultivators that were kneeling and swearing loyalty to the Celestial World just a second ago had instantly turned to Feng Hao's side. The world was indeed fickle.
However... Feng Hao was indeed quick-witted. He didn't say that they were loyal to him but were fighting for China.
This was what it meant to have a good reason. Everyone was loyal without any psychological burden and even felt their blood boiling.
"This Saint will communicate with the Divine Master now. I want to see if you, Feng Hao, can stop my Divine Master's footsteps..."
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