This was also the first time Ye Tianze tested his Life Law in battle. Previously, he had only thought that the Life Law was far inferior to the Death Law.
In battle, other than self-healing, it had no other use. However, he now understood that the Life Law was more like a slow-acting poison.
Not only would this poison not cause any pain, but it would also be extremely comfortable. However, when the poison really took effect, it could kill with a single blow.
Ye Tianze did not kill the two Masters of Civilization. They no longer had the strength to fight with him.
Looking at the two old men with hair like withered grass, the 16 Limitless Dao cultivators could not believe it.
These were two Masters of Civilization!
If it was said that when Ye Tianze killed the Master of Frost Rain, there was something strange and shocking about it, then what they felt now was fear!
Fear of the Life Law, fear of Ye Tianze.
The 16 Limitless Dao cultivators could no longer speak. They were extremely depressed and made more and more mistakes in battle.
Dongye Yu felt as if something was stuck in his throat and chest. It was indescribably uncomfortable.
At this point, even a fool would know that the battle was over. Ye Tianze had won completely. The two Masters of Civilization before him had lost their ability to fight. Their bodies were like withered grass that could be destroyed at any time!
"My Lord … I am willing to submit … Please grant me life!"
"I am willing to submit. Please grant me life!"
Something unbelievable happened. The two Masters of Civilization trembled as they walked to Ye Tianze's side and knelt in the void. They raised their heads and looked at Ye Tianze with great reverence. It was as if they were looking at the Nirvana Lord.
"You two are Masters of Civilization. How dare you surrender to an Origin Returning Realm cultivator? Do you have any shame?"
Dongye Yu roared. In fact, he did not have any intention of blaming them. He just wanted to vent the fear in his heart.
However, the two Masters of Civilization had no intention of responding to him. They did not even look at him. They had spent a lot of time to get to where they were today.
Now that they were at the end of their rope, they had done their best. Face and dignity were no longer important. What was important was that they could survive.
Only Ye Tianze could restore their decaying bodies. Life was poison, but it could also give them time.
With their cultivation, if Ye Tianze gave them a small amount of life force now, they would be able to stabilize the deteriorating condition of their bodies and restore their lifespan through cultivation.
Even if there wasn't much time left, it was still a hope for survival.
Upon seeing this scene, the sixteen Limitless Dao cultivators all lost hope. The high and mighty Lord of Civilization, the strongest expert of a civilization, was actually kneeling in front of a Void Returning realm cultivator, begging like a beggar.
Before this, they had never thought much of the people before them, or even the Desolate Tribe. In their eyes, they were ants!
When the Desolate Tribe saw this scene, they could not help but feel a lump in their throat. Although they were shouting that they were no longer ants, and that there would come a day when the cultivators of the myriad worlds would bow their heads to them, they were still alive.
However, they knew that it was very difficult to achieve this goal. The hope was very slim. The Desolate Tribe had huge potential, but the myriad worlds might not be willing to give the Desolate Tribe this opportunity.
After all, the civilizations of the myriad worlds also cared about their reputation. They could admit defeat, but they would definitely not bow their heads!
They did not expect that they would really bow their heads. Furthermore, it was two Lords of Civilization of intermediate civilizations who bowed their heads to their Majesty.
In the eyes of their Majesty, the civilizations of the myriad worlds might not be much, but in their eyes, the elementary civilizations of the myriad worlds were huge monsters.
They knew very well that the Desolate Tribe's foundation was not enough. Compared to the civilizations of the myriad worlds, they were still far inferior.
The two Lords of Civilization of intermediate civilizations bowed their heads, allowing them to see hope. It also allowed the huge pressure in their hearts to finally relax a little.
This was especially so for Tang Tianjun and the others. The higher they stood, the more reverent they were because they knew very well what they were capable of.
The only advantage the Desolate Tribe had was their Majesty. If not for their Majesty, even with a heaven-defying thing like the Martial Dao Heavenly Palace, the Desolate Tribe would have been destroyed ten years ago.
It could even be said that the Desolate Tribe would have been destroyed in the first contact with the allied forces of the myriad worlds more than ten years ago!
Now that the two Lords of Civilization had bowed their heads, it was easy to imagine how much shock it brought to them and how much confidence it gave them.
"Without His Majesty, our tribe would have been in danger. With His Majesty, our tribe could even challenge the Mysterious Underworld Race!" Tang Tianjun said.
Actually, he wasn't very proud. Instead, he was more emotional.
Even though the Desolate Tribe had won so many times, in fact, they could only make trouble in the Land of Chaos by occupying advantageous terrain.
No matter how strong the Mysterious Underworld Race was, they could only take out 200,000 troops to fight the Desolate Tribe in the Heavenly Path!
Even if they had a billion troops, they would not be able to use them.
Even if the 10 overlords of the myriad worlds joined forces, they would only have 200,000 troops that could contend with the Desolate Tribe, let alone the Mysterious Underworld Race.
If they couldn't defeat the Heavenly Path, they could only fight a war of attrition and rely on the deep foundation of the Mysterious Underworld Race. After 10 years of exhausting a huge amount of resources, they had no choice but to revert to their original strategy and use powerhouses to forcefully break through the Heavenly Path.
However, the Desolate Tribe had such a super powerhouse, so this strategy was useless. Therefore, the old commanders knew very well how important Ye Tianze was to the Desolate Tribe.
They wouldn't even be considered supporting roles in the entire war. They were more like burdens. This was how they felt at the moment.
Besides feeling shocked, they also felt a little guilty.
"If one day we can play a role and contribute to 50% of a battle, even without His Majesty, we can win such a battle. Only then will the Primitive Tribe truly rise!"
Gao Cenyun said.
"Such a day will come!" Feng Wuhui clenched his fists. "One day, we won't be the only ones proud of His Majesty. His Majesty will also be proud of us. This day … will come sooner or later!"
The old commanders swore silently. They didn't know that their wish would really come true one day in the future.
Even though they were holding back their breaths and felt that this day was far away, they felt like they were bragging.
In fact, the Desolate Tribe and Ye Tianze were a single entity. The Desolate Tribe couldn't possibly be a burden to Ye Tianze.
After all, the strength of the Desolate Tribe meant that Ye Tianze's power of life and death was constantly increasing. Therefore, the Desolate Tribe wasn't the burden they had imagined.
Needless to say, if Kong Wu had come to the Land of Chaos back then, Ye Tianze would have died at Kong Wu's hands if it hadn't been for their intentions.
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