Dongfang Yunluo had thought that Chu Mo was going to interrogate him about something so that he could make some requests. For example, to give him a quick death or something like that. What he hadn't expected was that Chu Mo hadn't even mentioned that. He had hung Dongfang Yunluo's head on a flagpole and started refining it. When the strands of primordial spirit energy were forcibly refined, Dongfang Yunluo's heart was filled with an intense sense of fear that finally caused him to break down completely.
With his current realm and status, he had always treated others like this throughout the countless years of his life. But no one had ever treated him this way, so he wasn't just terrified, he was also furious.
"Young Master Chu … Young Master Mo … you can't … treat me like this!"
Dongfang Yunluo's head screamed and howled.
Chu Mo continued to refine Dongfang Yunluo's head expressionlessly. He didn't even say a word.
What he needed to do to people like this was to make them break down, completely break down!
He couldn't leave any leeway!
The wound on Chu Mo's body was still throbbing with pain. Every bit of pain made him more clear-headed. Every curse that Dongfang Yunluo uttered reminded him of the happy times he had lived on this land millions of years ago. And all the faces that had once existed on this land.
Even though not all of the members of the Chu Royal Clan were his friends. There were even some people in the royal family who hated him and schemed to harm him. But that wasn't a reason for them to die! It wasn't a reason for Dongfang Yunluo and the other ancient tribe ancestors to make a move either!
Chu Mo didn't say a word as he continued to refine Dongfang Yunluo's head.
This wasn't something that could be done in a short period of time. The head of an Exalted Supreme contained a complete primordial spirit. Even Chu Mo would need at least a few years to completely refine it.
But he had plenty of time and patience.
In the following days, the group of people on the ruins of the royal family began to carry out large-scale reconstruction work on the ruins.
They avoided the most important areas in this place, for example, some key broken ancient palaces. Chu Mo didn't touch them, but left them intact. He wanted to keep these dilapidated ancient palaces forever. He had to constantly remind himself and the others of what had happened here in the past.
Dongfang Yunluo wailed day and night. The reinforcements he had imagined never came.
Thus, his bitter curses finally shifted from Chu Mo to the Ancient Eastern Clan a year later.
"A bunch of unfilial things … Can't you see your Ancient Ancestor suffering here? Why haven't you sent the army to flatten this place? "
"Dongfang Hengtai, why don't you find someone to save me?"
"All of you will die a horrible death! Even if I die, I will never forgive you! "
It was indeed unforgivable. Because if he were to die this time, it would be impossible for him to return to this world unscathed like the countless reincarnations he had experienced in the past.
Even if his soul would not die, this time … he would no longer be able to control his fate. Even if he could enter reincarnation, would he still be the same person after reincarnation? He might never know who he was. His soul would fall into the abyss, just like what the Buddha had told Taishang Wuji.
Just like that, Chu Mo refined Dongfang Yunluo's head for three and a half years. In three and a half years, he completely refined ninety-nine percent of Dongfang Yunluo's primordial spirit! With the primordial spirit power of a Grand Supreme cultivator, he infused the entire Chu royal ruins with endless vitality.
This vitality was countless times more exuberant than the neighboring territories of the Ancient Eastern Clan!
Chu Mo gazed into the distance and thought, Don't worry, that land will be filled with the same vitality sooner or later. After all, that land also belongs to the Chu Royal Clan!
The Ancient Eastern Clan remained silent for nearly four years. Finally, on the fourth year after Dongfang Yunluo's calamity, someone came!
It was an elite army made up of over ten thousand people. In the legion, every cultivator's cultivation had already reached the level of peak Ancestor Realm.
It was not easy to obtain this army. Under normal circumstances, they should have been in place two years ago. The Ancient Clans had all activated and opened the ancient teleportation formations. Thus, they could exchange what they needed in the shortest time possible.
But due to a few reasons, the formation of this army encountered great difficulties.
First, the Elite Alliance was obstructing them!
The Elite Alliance wanted to snatch this mission, and had even discussed the general conditions.
Even the Ancient Eastern Clan nodded in agreement.
The thirteen Ancient Clans sent a large amount of cultivation resources to the Elite Alliance.
But at that moment, someone from the Ancient Eastern Clan suddenly jumped out and said that the Elite Alliance was too slow. They suggested that the thirteen Ancient Clans form another army to attack the Chu royal ruins.
With that, the Elite Alliance was displeased. Thus, they used all sorts of methods and began to find fault with them. On the surface, and in the shadows … this made the Ancient Eastern Clan incomparably furious.
Because among the thirteen Ancient Clans, the Ancient Eastern Clan was the most anxious.
The other Ancient Clans did not believe that Chu Mo would dare to cause trouble in their territory.
The Ancient Eastern Clan was the weakest among the thirteen Ancient Clans. They only had two Grand Supreme realm Ancient Ancestors. The other Ancient Clans all had at least three, and even four!
Thus, they had nothing to worry about. They could not wait for Chu Mo to deliver himself to their doorstep.
Under such circumstances, the Ancient Eastern Clan paid a huge amount of manpower, resources, and financial resources to finally form this army four years later. Then, they brought it over to attack the Chu royal ruins.
One-third of this army were the Ancient Eastern Clan's own elites. One-third were loose cultivators recruited from the passageway. As for the remaining one-third, they were unwillingly tossed over by the other Ancient Clans who had strength but were difficult to control or were disliked by the Ancient Clan. To put it bluntly, they were sacrificial pawns!
Faced with such a situation, the Ancient Eastern Clan could do nothing. They could only swallow their pride and curse in private. One day, you Ancient Clans will also encounter such a crisis. At that time, don't expect the Ancient Eastern Clan to do anything!
At such a time, they could still think so far ahead. But soon, they stopped thinking about this matter.
This great army formed by over ten thousand peak Ancestor Realm cultivators had a rather powerful aura, emitting an aura that blotted out the heavens and covered the earth. They were personally led by the patriarch of the Ancient Eastern Clan, Dongfang Sheng, to the Chu royal ruins.
Over at the royal ruins, Patriarch Sky, the monkey, Qian Qiu, Qing Gu, Roland, Xuan Xuan, the six Sages, Zi Dao, Ouyang Fei, Mona, and the hundreds of non-Human Progenitors were already waiting at the edge of the area.
Qi Xiaoyu and Shui Yiyi stood on either side of Chu Mo in the air.
Chu Mo was still unhurriedly refining Dongfang Yunluo's head. Strand after strand of primordial spirit power flowed down from Dongfang Yunluo's head like a small river.
In truth, it was no longer appropriate to call this place a ruin. The entire royal ruins were brimming with vitality!
All sorts of tall trees rose from the ground, and the air was filled with essence energy so dense that it couldn't be dispersed.
If not for the power of the curse, this place would've become a paradise for trillions of living beings.
Dongfang Yunluo was almost completely obliterated by now. Hearing the commotion in the distance, he opened his eyes. He saw Dongfang Sheng and the army of over ten thousand cultivators with different expressions.
If it were four years ago, he might've felt particularly humiliated when he first encountered the calamity. He didn't even want to open his eyes. But today, four years later, he didn't feel that way. A disdainful sneer rose on his lips when he saw those people.
He didn't say a word!
Indeed, Dongfang Yunluo had no desire to speak now that things had come to this.
Even if they were able to flatten the ruins of the Chu Royal Clan and destroy this place once again, He, Dongfang Yunluo, would be completely crippled.
He'd gone from a lofty Ruler to a crippled existence. He'd rather die. He'd lived through the ages, enjoyed boundless glory, and experienced far too many things. Even if he died now, he had nothing to regret.
His only regret was that he wouldn't be able to see someone else's head hanging next to him!
That was his only regret, his greatest hatred!
Chu Mo suddenly stopped refining Dongfang Yunluo's head. He even put away the Chaos Furnace.
This was the first time in four years that Dongfang Yunluo … didn't feel any pain. He was astonished.
The remaining power of his primordial spirit was about all the primordial spirit of a Progenitor realm cultivator. To him, it was extremely weak. It was only a ten-thousandth of what he'd been at his peak.
Chu Mo looked at him and said indifferently, "Do you think I'll completely refine you until I die? No, that's too boring. Don't you want to see a few more heads hanging next to you? Then, when you're free, you can chat? Talk about the past? "
"You …" Dongfang Yunluo was filled with complex emotions. He looked at Chu Mo with a complicated gaze.
His mind was filled with hatred. He wanted nothing more than for Chu Mo to kill a few more Exalted cultivators so that they could keep him company. But right now, he only wanted to die!
For a Grand Supreme Realm cultivator to live to this extent, he had already lived long enough.
Living was torture and shameful!
"Mm, don't worry. You'll have someone to keep you company soon. Who do you want? "Chu Mo asked with a smile.
On the other side, Dongfang Sheng's eyes were red as he roared, "Young Master Chu … let go of my Forefather!"
"Shut up!" Two voices said in unison.
One was Chu Mo, and the other … Dongfang Yunluo himself!
Chu Mo paused for a moment, then grinned. "Say it yourself."
Dongfang Yunluo didn't even look at Chu Mo. His eyes were filled with venom as he stared at Dongfang Sheng. "I'm not your Forefather. You can do whatever you want. Don't count me in."
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