Fresh blood splattered and flesh flew everywhere.
With their current capabilities, they were no match for Ling Xian. They were instantly crushed into pieces.
This meant what happened today has finally come to an end. Perhaps there will be more waves in the future, but at the very least, everything has calmed down for now.
Therefore, Ling Xian exhaled deeply and completely relaxed.
The beast-clad elder and the others did the same. Then, the entire space exploded with cheers.
"The son of the witches is almighty!"
"It is no wonder he is the son of the witches. He sure is unpredictable and terrifying."
"Yeah, to be able to make a totem drop in level, the son of the witches is truly extraordinary."
Everyone chimed in. Other than compliments, there was shame in their voices.
This was all because they didn't do anything today. It was Ling Xian who scared away the alliance all by himself. Naturally, they were ashamed.
But more than that, they were shocked.
Remember that there were 12 top-notch tribes and 50 seventh leveled powerhouses. Yet Ling Xian was able to scare him off so effortlessly. How unbelievable was this?
This was heaven-defying!
"It's finally over …"
Ling Xian breathed out a mouthful of murky air and completely relaxed. Though it looked like he effortlessly scared away the alliance, the reality was that he was under a lot of pressure.
After all, that kind of heaven-defying ability can only be used once. After that, there's no way to fix it.
In other words, if the alliance doesn't believe him, then he can only sit and wait for death. Luckily, his acting skills were very good. Plus, the truth was right before everyone's eyes. He successfully tricked everyone.
"After today, there will be peace for a while."
Ling Xian softly grinned and silently thanked the elder of the royal tribe. If this person didn't give him the pearl, then he would've died here today.
At the same time, he remembered what he promised the elder.
"It's time to fulfill my promise."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. He decided that after everything is over, he will head there and fulfill his promise.
"I cannot believe you have such heaven-defying abilities." The beast-clad elder walked forward, his eyes full of shock.
"It's not me, it's a treasure."
Ling Xian shook his head with a bitter smile and said in a low voice, "I can only use it once."
Hearing this, the old man in beast skin was slightly surprised.
He wasn't surprised that it could only be used once. He knew very well how heaven-defying this ability was. If it could be used infinitely, it would be even more ridiculous than a man giving birth.
He was surprised that even though he could only use it once, Ling Xian was able to remain so calm and collected.
Not to mention anything else, just his calm temperament was worthy of admiration.
"Incredible. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it so calmly." The old man in beast skin lamented.
"You flatter me."
Ling Xian waved his hand with a smile and shifted his gaze towards everyone. He then bowed deeply, "Thank you all for risking your lives to help me."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expression changed, and they hurriedly returned the greeting.
"Absolutely not! Young Master, you're making things difficult for us."
"That's right. It's only natural for us to help the Young Lord. Please don't thank us."
"That's right. What virtue or ability do we have to deserve a bow from the Young Master?"
Everyone's expressions changed. Some were flustered, but some were touched. It wasn't just because Ling Xian bowed, it was also because he risked his life to save the Ancient One and them.
This was enough to prove that he was a righteous person. Following him was the right choice.
Therefore, everyone's beliefs were firmer. If before it was because of the Ancestral Witch's decree, then now, they truly recognized Ling Xian as a person.
"Everyone, you are too formal."
Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled, "I know you are loyal to the Ancestral Witch and your beliefs. But I have no intention of becoming a ruler. There is no need to be so respectful."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes darkened and they sighed.
"Aye, the Young Master really has no intention of taking over the Domain of the Sorcerer."
"That's right. Or else with that heaven-defying ability, wouldn't taking over the Domain of the Sorcerer be a piece of cake?"
"Oh well, after today, nobody will dare to provoke the Young Master anymore. This is no different from becoming a ruler."
Everyone was full of pity.
Ling Xian ignored this. He shifted his gaze towards Qing Wuhui's soul. His gaze was cold.
Instantly, Qing Wuhui shuddered. Though his face was small, it was clear that he was terrified.
"Now you know to be afraid? Sadly, it's too late. "
Ling Xian coldly snickered. The True Fire of Purity poured out and wrapped around the little original enlivener. Instantly, a heart-wrenching scream arose. It was obvious how much pain Qing Wuhui was in.
As time went on, the screams grew weaker and weaker. In the end, Qing Wuhui was barely breathing and didn't even have the energy to scream anymore.
Seeing this, Ling Xian felt too lazy to torture him. He raised his hand and turned him into dust.
At this moment, Qing Wuhui was completely dead. The anger in Ling Xian's heart dissipated as well.
Then, he shifted his gaze towards the elder in animal hide, "I will leave the Qing Lei Tribe to you."
"Do not worry. Leave this small matter to me." The elder in animal hide grinned, his eyes were full of anticipation.
The Qing Lei Tribe was one of the most powerful forces in the Domain of the Sorcerer. Their wealth doesn't even need to be mentioned. Even the Empty Soul Tribe cannot compare.
But right now, everyone in the Qing Lei Tribe had dropped a realm. This meant they had no ability to resist. Such a great opportunity was something the elder had to grab onto.
"I will give a quarter of the wealth to the Ancient Fire Tribe to make it up to them. As for the rest, split it among the seven tribes. "Ling Xian smiled.
"Yes, Young Master." The elder's expression turned serious and he nodded.
Seeing this, Ling Xian descended before the Ancient One and said apologetically, "I am sorry. I dragged you into this."
"What are you talking about? If it weren't for you, the Ancient Fire Tribe would've ceased to exist a long time ago. "The Ancient One brandished his hand. He didn't blame Ling Xian, but his eyes were a little dim.
After all, the Ancient Fire Tribe's base was now in ruins.
"Don't worry, I will help you rebuild your home."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "From now on, the Soul Space Tribe will be your protective umbrella."
Then, he shifted his gaze towards the elder in animal hide, "That won't be a problem, right?"
"Haha, of course it won't be a problem. Not only the Empty Soul Tribe, but the other tribes will also protect the Ancient Fire Tribe." The elder in animal hide laughed brightly.
This brightened the Ancient One's eyes. He knew that the Ancient Fire Tribe had profited from a disaster.
Their base could be rebuilt, but the opportunity to hug the thighs of the seven top tribes was something they might not get in their lifetime.
All of this was thanks to Ling Xian.
Immediately, everyone from the Ancient Fire Tribe bowed down to him as if they were worshipping the legendary God of Sorcerer.
"There is no need to be so polite. I will go back and rest. Elder Hun will take care of the rest."
Ling Xian waved his hand. Then, he made his move and headed towards the southeast.
At this, everyone, without exception, bowed down to him from afar. Their eyes were full of respect. Even the elder in animal hide and Granny Golden Snake were no exceptions.
It was obvious that they had truly recognized Ling Xian as the ruler of the Sorcerer Region.
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