A few days later. The Ping Clan in the Radiant Dimension.
The Ping Clan resided in an enormous plain that stretched as far as the eye could see, and there were a total of six cities on this plain.
The scale of every single city wasn't smaller than Silken City, and all six of these cities were the territory of the Ping Clan.
This plain was called the Ping Clan Plains!
The Ping Clan was the true overlord here, and it was an uncrowned king.
The direct descendant of the Ping Clan was the prince of the Ping Clan, and the daughter of the Ping Clan was the princess of the Ping Clan!
This territory covered an area of a few hundreds of thousands of kilometers!
But at this moment, the entire sky above the Ping Clan Plains was enveloped by a strand of a nervous aura. The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with seriousness.
The incident that occurred in the Inferno Sect a few days ago had been spread to the Ping Clan Plains. It caused the Ping Clan to instantly become nervous because they were the great power that was the closest to the Inferno Sect!
Even though there were many powers between them, those powers hadn't participated in the attack on Silken City that day. So, Chu Mo's next target was most probably the Ping Clan.
Earlier, there were people in the Ping Clan that wanted to seek peace, but their voices were suppressed in the end. Moreover, the elder that wanted to seek peace was even removed from his position as an elder. But no one had expected that the situation would take a sudden turn for the worse in just a few days.
The Inferno Sect that had always been extremely unyielding had been instantly suppressed. Even though it wasn't completely destroyed, it was still a great blow to its vitality and bones.
Even more terrifying was that before Chu Mo left the Inferno Sect, he'd publicly announced that the Inferno Sect would be eliminated from the Radiant Dimension!
That was too ruthless!
It was simply equivalent to giving the Inferno Sect a death sentence.
Because no one knew if Chu Mo would pay a visit again if the Inferno Sect didn't obey and continued to exist in the Radiant Dimension.
Moreover, if Chu Mo really did pay a visit again, then no one dared to say if the outcome would be the same as the first time.
In any case, since Chu Mo left the Inferno Sect, even though there were still a few million disciples in the Inferno Sect, they didn't make a single sound!
They were afraid!
Then, was the Ping Clan afraid?
In any case, those who'd clamored about what would happen if Chu Mo came to the Ping Clan were completely silent.
The elder who'd been removed from his position a few days ago had also been quietly reinstated. There was even a meeting in the clan. In any case, the clan had even held a meeting about it.
In any case, the current Ping Family was no longer as arrogant as before. They had become many times more low-key.
In any case, the Ping Clan was the Clan's Clan. The true lineage of the Ping family had always lived in their ancestral land, next to a huge lake in the depths of the Ping family plains. Ping Clan had never left this place.
Inside the Ping Family's ancestral land, many people were in a hurry. Countless houses had been emptied and their belongings taken away.
Ping Clan members were all Clan Clan's Clan Clan. All as, they had as Clan as as as as possible. as Clan as Be. Yang of King, they were the Clan of as. was even the Saint.
Wouldn't they become the Ping Clan's sinners if the Ancestral Hall collapsed?
"I knew it … You shouldn't have attacked Silken City. You didn't listen to my advice. Then … the Blood Demon Ancestor's statue exploded. We should have retreated as soon as we heard the news. Sigh … Now … What should we do now? Everyone in the clan was on tenterhooks because of how things had turned out. If this continues, I'm afraid our Ping Clan … will be finished, "an old man said bitterly as he sat in front of a round table in the Ping Clan's meeting hall.
"Ancestor, there's no point in discussing who's right and who's wrong now that things have come to this. What we should do now is to stop Chu Mo … I don't want to become the Ping Clan's sinner, and I don't want the Ping Clan to suffer the same fate as the Inferno Sect! "The Ping Clan's Patriarch was an old man in his fifties. He had a fair, beardless face and looked extremely stout. However, his face was filled with worry.
"Patriarch, doesn't our Ping Clan have an ancestral artifact? I heard that this ancestral artifact was passed down from the Heavenly Realm by our ancestor. If that doesn't work, let's ask for an ancestral artifact! "a Ping Clan elder suggested.
Before the Ping Clan's Patriarch could speak, the Patriarch glared angrily at the elder who spoke. "Ignorant thing, will you only be satisfied after dragging the entire Ping Clan into the abyss?"
This elder didn't dare to talk back to the Patriarch, but he was rather dissatisfied in his heart.
The Ping Clan's Patriarch said in a low voice, "Is the Inferno Sect's foundation weaker than our Ping Clan's? What happened in the end? More than a hundred top-notch experts, including some half-step Soul Refinement experts. What happened next? "
There were more than a dozen people sitting around the round table in the meeting hall, but none of them made a sound.
The Ping Clan's Patriarch's cold voice continued. "Those people … were all crippled within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn! Listen up! They were crippled! Chu Mo didn't kill them, but he completely crippled their cultivation. This is worse than killing them. Do you understand? Do you understand? "
The Ping Clan's Patriarch slammed the table in anger. "Do you think you're stronger than the Inferno Sect's top-notch experts? Let the two of you gang up on one person. Can you cripple him so easily? "
"Say something!" The Ping Clan's Patriarch glared at everyone. "That Chu Mo had already made a name for himself when he was still a Xiantian martial artist in the Illusion God Realm! Use your pig brains and think about it. If he was really a mediocre person, why would the Illusion God Realm's Realm Spirit protect him? The Blood Demon Ancestor used to be the strongest cultivator in the Spirit Realm, but what happened in the end? The Spirit Realm's North Pole was completely crippled! Do you know why that is? Are you all pigs? Don't you use your brains? "
The Ping Clan's Patriarch stood up and walked to the Patriarch's side. He gently stroked the Patriarch's back and said, "Patriarch, don't be angry. Although everyone is very unwilling, they actually realize that they were wrong. Let's hurry up and think of a way to resolve this matter. "
The Ping Clan's Patriarch sighed heavily. "There's no solution! Unless Chu Mo gives up himself. But is that possible? You didn't think of giving up at that time, did you? "
At this time, an elder said weakly, "Patriarch, I heard that Chu Mo has many beauties around him. How about …"
"Shut up!" The Ping Clan's Patriarch flew into a rage and glared at the elder. "Only you can think of such an idea. No matter how down and out our Ping Clan is, we don't have the habit of sending out women to beg for peace!"
At this time, the Ping Clan's Patriarch's face showed some signs of being moved. He said indifferently, "Not in the past doesn't mean it can't be done now."
"Ah? Patriarch … you … you … "The Ping Clan's Patriarch had an expression of grief and indignation.
"What? Even if you want to give them away, they might not want them! " The Ping Clan's Patriarch glanced at the Ping Clan's Patriarch. "Didn't Qingfeng City's Ouyang Clan's half-step Soul Refinement Almighty Ouyang Tu obediently become Chu Mo's servant? Even a half-step Soul Refinement Almighty can do that. Is my Ping Clan's daughter more noble than him? "
The Ping Clan's Patriarch was stunned. His face was full of grief and indignation, but there was nothing he could say.
At this time, someone came to report. "Not good, not good … Patriarch, Patriarch … Elders, Chu Chu Chu … Chu Mo … is here!"
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