Dongfang Hengtai was stunned. What else could he say? Chu Mo was such a hoodlum that he wasn't afraid of the collective revenge of all the ancient races. Even though Dongfang Hengtai had dominated the world for countless years, he was still rendered speechless by Dongfang Hengtai's words. In the end, he could only mutter bitterly, "I hope you can keep your promise and don't regret it one day!"
This time, Chu Mo didn't bother with him at all.
Within the ruins of the Chu Royal Clan, the terrifying formation was still operating. Eighty percent of the cultivators inside had already died. The remaining ones were all bitterly holding on. Even though they were protected by powerful magic treasures, they were still unable to escape from this extremely terrifying spell formation.
At this time, those who were still alive watched as the second flagpole was erected from the ruins of the royal residence. Then, a head was directly hung on the head.
Those who were still struggling to hold on fell into complete despair after seeing who the head belonged to!
Dongfang Hengtai!
The Ancient Eastern Clan's second Grand Supreme Realm Ancient Ancestor!
He was beheaded and hung on the flagpole.
Dongfang Sheng was protected by several ancient and powerful magic tools, so he wasn't injured. However, his eyes were filled with despair.
On another flagpole, Dongfang Yunluo opened her eyes and saw Dongfang Hengtai. Even though his heart was filled with hatred, hatred towards everyone. But at this moment, he still had an incomparably desolate feeling. He couldn't say any of the curses he had cursed before.
Dongfang Hengtai also saw Dongfang Yunluo, and his eyes were filled with endless sorrow, "I can't believe that … you've already become like this."
"You too." Dongfang Yunluo's words weren't sarcastic at all. They were filled with boundless sadness.
Dongfang Hengtai looked at Chu Mo, who was floating in the air in front of him, and gritted his teeth, "I'm willing to use all the wealth of the Ancient Eastern Clan to exchange for our pleasure. Other than the two of us, no one else can find those riches. "
Dongfang Yun Luo said angrily, "Are you crazy? So what if I die? What was there to be afraid of? If you give him all your wealth, what will happen to our descendants? "
Dongfang Yunluo and the group of people who were trapped in the formation still had no idea what was happening outside.
Dongfang Hengtai looked at Dongfang Yun Luo and said with a sad smile, "Descendant? What do you think this little bastard did after leaving for so many days? What descendants do we have? "
"Where did he go?" Dongfang Yunluo's eyes widened as he glared at Chu Mo. "What did you do?"
Chu Mo didn't answer and started to operate his Xuan Qi. He summoned the Chaos Furnace and Samadhi True Fire and started to refine Dongfang Hengtai's head.
"Ah!"
Dongfang Hengtai could not help but let out a blood-curdling screech as he felt his Soul Essence being forcibly extracted from his body.
This kind of pain was not something that could be endured with a strong will.
"What did you do? Young Master Mo … was responsible for his own actions! The ones who destroyed your Chu royal clan back then were the ancestors of the thirteen ancient clans. What right do you have to vent your anger on those innocent people? What's the difference between you and us? "Dongfang Yunluo hadn't been this agitated in a long time. He had given up on everything the moment he accepted his fate. He was even unwilling to admit that he was an ancestor of the Ancient Eastern Clan when he saw Dongfang Sheng.
But in the depths of his heart, he was still surnamed Dongfang. He was still one of the ancestors of the ancient clan.
Even though he thought he could give up on the familial ties that were passed down through his blood, he couldn't.
Moreover, his will could only exist in this world if there were more and more descendants. His personality, his temper … could only be displayed by his bloodline descendants.
As long as his descendants existed, they would never die!
His tone was almost identical to Dongfang Hengtai's.
He directly admitted that he was the murderer and wanted to take all the blame.
But how could there be such a fair thing in this world? Just like the descendants of the Chu royal clan a million years ago. They didn't offend anyone, so why did they have to suffer the calamity of being instantly annihilated?
Chu Mo didn't even bother to look at Dongfang Yunluo as he continued to refine Dongfang Hengtai's head.
The old yellow dog followed Chu Mo as he swept through the thousands of ancient cities of the Ancient Eastern Clan and vented a lot of his hatred. He was quietly lying behind Chu Mo when he heard Dongfang Yunluo's words. He raised his head and looked at him disdainfully.
The corner of Dongfang Yunluo's mouth twitched violently. His primordial spirit was extremely weak, but he still roared furiously, "Chu Mo, Gongzi Mo! Say something! Say something! What's the difference between you and us in the past? We deserve it for what we've suffered, but our descendants … didn't offend you, so why can't you let them live? "
It was then that the old servant silently appeared beside Chu Mo. At that moment, the old servant looked much younger. He looked to be in his fifties. His face was ruddy, and his hair was neatly combed. He was dressed appropriately, and his movements were incomparably elegant.
The old servant calmly looked at Dongfang Yunluo. "A million years ago, when you faced the wailing old, weak, women, and children and faced their pitiful pleas, who among you thought of letting them live? After the Chu Royal Clan was destroyed, when faced with the Chu Royal Clan's descendants who were left outside and wanted to return to the Royal Clan's ruins to pay their respects, did any of you, including your so-called innocent descendants, ever think of letting them live? Did any of you? "
Dongfang Yunluo was immediately at a loss for words. He stammered, "This … this is different. We … we've already suffered a calamity by doing this. But Gongzi Mo … he's a gentleman! How could he do such a thing? "
"Who told you that I'm a gentleman?" Chu Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at Dongfang Yun Luo with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Or is it that in your eyes, all righteous men deserve to die? They deserve to have their families killed, but they can't take revenge? Then, you just say that revenge breeds revenge, and when will it ever end? Who told you that? Or do you think so yourself? "
The old servant sighed. "If I let you go, who will comfort the countless souls who died in vain?"
At this moment, the group of people who were trapped in the magical formation were completely dumbfounded. Dongfang Sheng, in particular, couldn't help but shed tears of blood. He stood there and burst into tears.
The descendants of the Ancient Eastern Clan who were also trapped in the formation couldn't help but cry as well. Some of them even cursed Chu Mo loudly.
"Chu Mo … you're a demon! You're a beast! "
"How innocent are the people of the Ancient Eastern Clan? How could you not even let the old, weak, women, and children off?
You'll definitely incur the wrath of the heavens for doing this! "
Chu Mo's expression was calm. With a wave of his hand, he instantly activated the countless formations.
Boom!
The arrays, which were already unimaginably terrifying, instantly became even more frenzied. The survivors in the arrays seemed to be drowned by a torrent of energy. All of a sudden, they lost all signs of life. All they could do was rely on their powerful artifacts to struggle on.
They didn't have the strength to find trouble with Chu Mo anymore.
Dongfang Hengtai wailed as he said, "Gongzi Mo … do you agree to my suggestion?"
Dongfang Yunluo's eyes were lifeless at this moment. Tears of blood flowed out of his eyes. He suddenly laughed bitterly. "The cycle of karma and retribution. It's the cycle of the heavens! Hengtai, what's the point? At a time like this, it's better to just hang on a flagpole and watch as new neighbors keep increasing. Perhaps one day, Gongzi Mo will meet with a calamity … and be killed. That way, we can die in peace. "
"He met with a calamity … How could he meet with a calamity? The Taishang Wuji of the East and the Buddha of the West stood behind him. How could he meet with a calamity? " Dongfang Hengtai said with incomparable grief. "We, the Ancient Ancestors, are so weak in front of those two existences. Once we go against Chu Mo, those two will interfere. Otherwise, do you think that just Gongzi Mo, who has returned from reincarnation, can shake all the ancient clans in the passage? What a joke! "
Dongfang Yunluo naturally knew about this as well. A hint of killing intent flashed across his face. "Those two existences clearly want to change the world of the passage. They're too ruthless! "
The old servant stood next to Chu Mo and said with an elegant expression, "You've been ruthless since the beginning of time."
Dongfang Hengtai and Dongfang Yunluo couldn't help but fall silent.
Yes, they were even more ruthless!
Since the beginning of time, the number of living beings that died in their hands was innumerable, but they never felt that they were going too far. They didn't care about the feelings of those who were already dead.
They were just ants. Who would care about what they thought if they were trampled to death?
In the eyes of the Ancient Ancestors, all living beings in the world were ants. They were no different from weeds.
Chu Mo didn't say much. He focused on refining Dongfang Hengtai's head, and injected the unimaginably pure primordial spirit power into the ground of the Chu Royal Clan. Not only did he want to rebuild his home on top of the ruins, but he also wanted to use the power of the Ancient Ancestors that had once destroyed everything here to turn the entire Chu Clan into a true treasure trove!
At the same time, he used Dongfang Hengtai's primordial spirit energy to channel into the formations. He made the formations operate even more violently!
Dongfang Hengtai cursed heaven and earth, Chu Mo, the Chu Clan, himself, and all living beings. He was no different from Dongfang Yunluo from before.
Dongfang Yunluo didn't say a word. No matter how Dongfang Hengtai cursed, he only closed his eyes as if he was asleep.
Had he accepted his fate? Not yet! But at a time like this, they were powerless to change their fates.
Resist? What could they use to resist?
They would only incur Chu Mo's even more ruthless treatment.
There were fewer and fewer survivors in the formations below. Less than twenty people remained from the ten thousand strong army.
These people were all top-notch Progenitor Realm cultivators, and they all carried incomparably powerful ancient magic weapons.
But now, they were on the verge of giving up.
They couldn't see any hope!
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