Above the sky, a suffocating pressure shrouded down.
Four Holiness of Nirvanas descended from Emperor Xia's Realm, namely the Swordmaster of Lihen, the Palace Lord of Xuanyuan Palace, and the Lord of Jiutian Temple.
The three Nirvana stage experts were not the direct subordinates of Emperor Xia. However, this time, they had received orders to come and help.
After all, the top three forces in Emperor Xia's Realm all had people following Ye Futian. Since Emperor Xia had spoken, and Xia Qingyuan had personally paid a visit to ask them to go, they naturally would not refuse.
As for the Holiness of Nirvanas directly under Emperor Xia, they were now needed to fight against Emperor Li's Realm. The conflict between the two Renhuang realms was endless, so they could not be dispatched at will.
Not only that, but the Swordmaster of Lihen and the others would not be delayed for too long this time. They would return very soon to prevent the Dali Dynasty from invading.
Zhu Kong and Chong Lou, the three Nirvana-Plane cultivators, looked extremely embarrassed when they saw the figure in the void.
Xia Qingyuan had returned to Emperor Xia's Realm and summoned three Holiness of Nirvanas to attack.
Moreover, it was different from what he expected.
Before this, they thought that as long as they killed Ye Futian and took Emperor Kua's relic, the power of the nine tribes would have increased to another level. Even without Wu Yong, there were still eight tribes and eight Holiness of Nirvanas. Even if Emperor Xia were to send more than half of the Holiness of Nirvanas from Emperor Xia's Realm to Ye Futian, they would still be able to resist.
Moreover, the nine tribes were not the only ones involved in this matter.
However, everyone saw what happened next. The Nine Major Tribes fell apart internally.
Apart from the Ancient Imperial City, only the three major tribes had to bear the brunt of the attack.
As a result, they were unable to take down the other three tribes. Facing the three Holiness of Nirvanas and an army from Emperor Xia's Realm was a disaster.
Six Holiness of Nirvanas against three Holiness of Nirvanas, and they themselves were not that much stronger than the Nanli tribe and the other two tribes. There was no way the three Holiness of Nirvanas of Emperor Xia's Realm would be weak.
The Vermilion Bird Tribe and the other two tribes revealed looks of excitement. Previously, Zhu Kong and the others had been pressuring them, wanting to start a decisive battle.
Now that the army of Emperor Xia's Realm had arrived, everything should be settled.
The Nine Tribes of the past were destined to cease to exist. They would appear in the Crimson Dragon Realm in a new form.
The Swordmaster of Lihen attacked in an instant. His sword tore through the air and descended toward Zhu Kong.
Zhu Kong felt the sword might and quickly retreated. However, the Vermilion Bird Tribe's Clan Leader rushed over from below.
Now, the various experts wouldn't care about the rules of battle with him. Instead, they wanted to take them down.
The Palace Lord of the Xuanyuan Palace stepped into the air and used the Footwork of Xuanyuan, suppressing the heavens and the earth. The vast area was suffocated and everyone felt the heavenly might.
He stepped on the void and walked towards Zhong Lou, the patriarch of the Zhong Clan. As soon as he stepped out, the void shook.
Zhong Lou condensed his Zhonglou Battle Form, and the eleven layers erupted at the same time. His body was towering and huge, and he threw a punch at the Xuanyuan Palace Lord who was coming down. The two forces collided in the air, and a violent airflow was set off. The surrounding people were all sent flying.
The patriarch of the Nanli tribe attacked Chong Lou at the same time. Six Great Nirvanas were fighting against two Great Nirvanas. Two Great Nirvanas besieging one was enough to kill the other.
The great battle broke out in an instant. The army of Emperor Xia's Realm and the three major tribes of the Nanli tribe attacked the cultivators of the three tribes.
Screams were heard in an instant. The three major tribes of the Zhu clan were truly in danger of being destroyed.
Xia Qingyuan stood in the air, surrounded by a group of cultivators to protect her. She stared coldly at the battlefield.
This matter had started with the Nine Great Tribes, and it would end here.
The era of the nine tribes would come to an end on this day.
There were people watching the battle from afar. They felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. Their hearts trembled. They all realized.
The world was about to change.
"Grandpa, save me!" A miserable scream was heard, making Zhu Kong's heart tremble. However, he was surrounded by the swordsmanship of the Swordmaster of Lihen, and the Vermilion Bird Tribe's Clan Leader was attacking him from the side. He had no time to take care of himself and was surrounded by danger. He had no time to save anyone.
Zhu Kong's face was pale, and his mind was in a mess. This was not only about his own life and death, but also the life and death of the entire tribe.
How could he not care?
It was impossible to be cold-blooded and heartless even at the highest level of cultivation.
Swoosh … A sword slashed past, and blood spurted from Zhu Kong's body. He felt as if his soul was being cut. His face was pale, and one of his arms was almost cut off.
"How dare you ally with outsiders and treat a fellow member of the nine tribes like this!" Zhu Kong roared and blasted at the Vermilion Bird Tribe Leader.
"Since you have recognized the nine tribes, you should obey Emperor Kua's will," the Vermilion Bird Tribe Leader responded. Zhu Kong was speechless.
He was not the only one in danger. The other two Holiness of Nirvanas were not much better off. Screams were heard from the outside.
Zhu Kong's eyes were red. It was not just the flames. Another flash of the sword left a wound on his chest. His clothes were stained with blood, and his face was pale. He let out a roar of indignation.
"I am willing to surrender. Stop now!" Zhu Kong roared, his voice shaking the heavens and earth. As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying swords suddenly stopped around him. The Vermillion Bird Clan leader also stopped attacking.
The other two Holiness of Nirvanas heard Zhu Kong's voice and knew that the situation was unchangeable.
If they continued to fight, they would not only die here, but their tribes would also be massacred.
Xia Qingyuan had not mobilized the army to play tricks on them. She had come with the intention to kill. She would not have shown any mercy. Every time she attacked, she would have been merciless.
The battlefield gradually came to a stop, and soon, everything quietened down. However, the powerful warriors of the three clans of the Zhu Clan were still surrounded.
Everyone was waiting for Xia Qingyuan's orders.
Countless eyes looked at the woman in the void sky. Xia Qingyuan's eyes were cold, and her face was expressionless.
The seven Holiness of Nirvanas led the elite cultivators of the seven tribes to gather in Qianye City. It was so impressive, wanting to kill Ye Futian and take his lineage.
Today, she would let the three tribes feel the same.
"Temporarily disable their combat ability," Xia Qingyuan said coldly.
"You …" Zhu Kong and the others looked up at Xia Qingyuan. Their eyes were filled with cold anger, and their aura was extremely cold.
"If you resist, you will be faking your surrender. Kill. No surrender." Xia Qingyuan's voice was extremely overbearing, not giving the three tribes any chance.
As long as they resisted, they would not even be given the chance to surrender. Kill.
The three Holiness of Nirvanas looked extremely pale. They had never been so humiliated.
Furthermore, if their combat ability was temporarily disabled, they would be at the mercy of others. Xia Qingyuan could do whatever she wanted, and they would not even have the ability to resist.
By then, they would be at the mercy of others.
But what else could they do if they did not agree?
Xia Qingyuan said that if they resisted, they would be killed without mercy.
The Holiness of Nirvanas of the three major tribes of the Nanli Clan felt a chill down their spines as well. The nine tribes seemed to have overlooked Xia Qingyuan's determination to target Ye Futian this time. The genius princess of Emperor Xia's Realm was also a descendant of Renhuang. She was going to cut off the path of retreat of the three major tribes of the Zhu Clan.
Not willing to live under someone else's roof?
Now, they were more than just living under someone else's roof.
"We are already willing to surrender. Princess, don't go too far," Zhu Kong said.
"Losers have no right to negotiate. Life or death, it's your choice." Xia Qingyuan responded forcefully. She did not want to waste words and said coldly, "Do it."
Now, did they know that they had to have the dignity of Holiness of Nirvanas?
Were they dreaming?
Zhu Kong and the others trembled slightly. This was no longer just humiliation.
But just as Xia Qingyuan had said, did the defeated have the right to talk about conditions?
Xia Qingyuan did not give them a chance at all. If they chose to live, they would give up everything. If they chose to die, they would die standing.
The Swordmaster of Lihen gathered his sword will and flashed towards Zhu Kong. The other two Holiness of Nirvanas attacked at the same time. Each of them stepped towards the person they were fighting and gathered terrifying power.
Zhu Kong looked up into the air. The Swordmaster of Lihen was getting closer and closer, and his sword will was monstrous.
He clenched his fists and the aura around him roared.
"Clan leader."
A fragile voice came from behind. Zhu Kong's heart was bleeding.
He, Zhu Kong, was the leader of the nine tribes. Was he going to end up like this?
The Swordmaster of Lihen was getting closer and closer. Sword will drowned his body, and the flames on Zhu Kong's body roared.
Finally, he closed his eyes. In an instant, the monstrous flames were extinguished and disappeared without a trace.
It was obvious that he had made his choice.
The Swordmaster of Lihen pointed and endless sword will penetrated Zhu Kong's body. It would not kill him, nor would it destroy his cultivation, but it would temporarily make him lose his ability to fight.
Sword will swept out from Zhu Kong's body, destroying everything in his body. He grunted and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His aura was rapidly weakening.
In the other two directions, the two Holiness of Nirvanas also made their choice. Like Zhu Kong, they did not resist.
The fist will of the Palace Lord of Xuanyuan Palace blasted on Zhong Lou's battle form, causing it to explode inch by inch. His internal organs seemed to have collapsed and been destroyed. His body returned to normal, and his aura weakened.
It was the same for the Raven clan leader.
The three Holiness of Nirvanas were practically useless at that moment. The three Holiness of Nirvanas showed no mercy at all.
"Bring the three of them back to Emperor Xia's Realm. The people of the three tribes are to be ruled by the Nanli tribe, the Vermillion Bird tribe, and the Beili tribe," Xia Qingyuan ordered. Zhu Kong and the others turned pale.
She was trying to separate them.
Xia Qingyuan wanted to use them to work for Emperor Xia's Realm, and they were not to have any ulterior motives.
How ruthless.
Emperor Xia's Realm was not the Crimson Dragon Realm. Once there, it was Emperor Xia's territory. As captives and surrenders, they had to do whatever she wanted them to do, or Emperor Xia would kill them right away.
Moreover, there was no way for them to escape. Xia Qingyuan controlled their clansmen in the Crimson Dragon Realm.
"Furthermore, the Nanli, Vermillion Bird, and Beili tribes have been training in the Crimson Dragon Realm for many years and must have had little contact with the outside world. Now, there is an opportunity for them to send their people to Emperor Xia's Realm to train for a while. What do you all think?" Xia Qingyuan continued, "Emperor Xia's Realm will take care of their safety."
There was no one present who did not understand Xia Qingyuan's intention. She wanted them to send their people to Emperor Xia's Realm as hostages.
Xia Qingyuan did not trust them.
But that was normal. They had gone to Qianye City with Zhu Kong before, and they only surrendered to Ye Futian when they saw that the situation was not right.
How could Xia Qingyuan trust them completely?
No one had paid attention to the princess of Emperor Xia's Realm before, but now it seemed that she was a ruthless person. She was extremely decisive, and she did not give any face at all.
But doing so would ensure that they would not betray them again and threaten Ye Futian in the future. Therefore, from Xia Qingyuan's point of view, she was doing this for Qianye City, or rather, for Ye Futian.
Since they had surrendered, they had to show their sincerity.
"Very well." The Beili Clan Lord said, "This is my son, Beili Chuan. He has just entered the Saint Plane, and he will bring some people to Emperor Xia's Realm. I hope that the princess will take care of them."
"Don't worry." Xia Qingyuan looked at the Beili Clan Lord and nodded.
"Old fox." The Nanli Clan Lord cursed inwardly. The Beili Clan had not made a move against Ye Futian before, and now they had taken the initiative to declare their position. One had to say that this old fox was very cunning. Perhaps in the future, Ye Futian trusted Wu Yong the second most among the nine tribes.
The Beili Clan Lord had shown his sincerity, and the other two tribes naturally did the same, sending important people to Emperor Xia's Realm.
From now on, the nine tribes would be completely under the control of Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan!
PS: My shoulders are sore after writing two chapters. Sorry, I still owe you a few chapters. I hope Traceless can return them as soon as possible!
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