In the Ten Directions Pavilion of the Fey...
It was located in the northern part of the Realm of Flame Heaven. It was a vast mountain range that stretched as far as the eye could see.
At the center of the mountain range was a towering mountain that was hundreds of thousands of meters high, piercing through the clouds.
The mountain peak was covered with towering trees and lush greenery.
Through the lush greenery, one could see many beautiful pavilions on the mountain peak. They were like pieces of beautiful jade embedded in the mountain peak, reflecting rays of starlight.
The Fey Clan was different from the Martial Clan. The Martial Clan belonged to humans, while the Fey Clan belonged to the Fey Clan.
The Fey's true forms were all kinds of flowers, plants, and spirit herbs. Since their true forms were very different, their appearances were also very different.
In the Realm of Flame Heaven, the Ten Directions Pavilion and the Ghost God Ridge were the Fey's two major forces.
Either of them was powerful enough to crush all of the Martial Clan forces in the Realm of Flame Heaven. In the Heavenly Spirit Origin Realm, the Fey's status was firmly above the Martial Clan's.
SWISH!
Yong Wuhen led Yong Long and a dozen other powerful experts from the Yong Clan to the Ten Directions Pavilion and landed at the foot of the towering mountain peak.
BANG! BANG!
Yong Wuhen and the others dropped to their knees and prostrated themselves on the ground.
Incomparable respect could be seen on their faces.
Yong Wuhen, on the other hand, didn't have the noble, extraordinary, and disdainful aura he had when he was in the Yong Clan Holy City.
His entire person seemed cramped and humble.
SWISH!
After a short while, a figure descended from the towering peak.
This was a powerhouse from the Fey Race. He was tall and burly, and his entire body was covered in thick green fur.
"What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Yong Wuhen and the others, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"My lord, please uphold justice for us!"
Yong Wuhen said without raising his head.
"Speak!" The Fey expert frowned.
"Just now, a strange outsider led a dozen Martial Clan cultivators and more than twenty elders of the Heavenly Fate Sect to destroy the Yong Clan!" Yong Wuhen said in a sorrowful voice.
"What did you say?"
The middle-aged Fey expert stared at Yong Wuhen in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"That Outsider's identity is unknown. His cultivation level is at the medium extreme of the Dao Realm, and he's extremely powerful. There are also a dozen or so others who are all at the Dao Realm," Yong Wuhen said solemnly.
The middle-aged man fell silent upon hearing this.
Outsiders?
Where did this alien race come from?
However, it seemed that Yong Wuhen wouldn't lie to him, nor would he dare to.
"We don't know where these people came from, but they're definitely related to the Heavenly Fate Sect. Please help us!" Yong Wuhen pleaded.
The middle-aged Fairy Race man nodded and said, "Take me there!"
He was prepared to personally go and take a look. Outsiders at the medium extreme of the Dao Realm had appeared in the Realm of Flame Heaven, and their origins were unknown. This was no small matter.
Moreover, there were more than ten other Dao Realm cultivators, so he had to personally investigate them.
"Yes, my lord!"
Yong Wuhen respectfully replied and immediately stood up. He first had his father, Yong Long, and the other clansmen stay in the Ten Directions Pavilion before leaving with the middle-aged Fairy Race expert.
…
In the ruins of the Yong Holy City.
The Fiend Ancestor sat cross-legged and waited.
Whoosh!
The space fluctuated slightly and Su Mo's body appeared in front of the Demonic Lord.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
The Demonic Lord immediately stood up and slightly cupped his fists.
"Well done!" Su Mo gave him a look of approval. He already knew everything that had happened here.
Because he had heard that this tower was not simple, he immediately rushed over.
"Sect Master, I didn't complete the task perfectly and let more than ten of the Yong Clan's higher ups escape." The Demonic Lord took the initiative to apologize.
"It's alright, it's not a big problem!" Su Mo lightly shook his head. Everything was under control.
Immediately after, he immediately came before the small three-story tower and carefully sized it up.
Spiritual Senses could not enter, and neither could Genesis Qi. This small three-story tower was really not simple.
However, for Su Mo, he had dozens of ways.
Immediately after, he immediately waved his hand and this space was completely isolated from the outside world.
With a radius of a thousand feet, with the three-story tower as the center, it was completely isolated from the world of the Heavenly Soul Source World.
Immediately after, this area was pulled into the depths of the spacetime by Su Mo.
Using the power of the rules, this space was completely under his control. With a mental thought, he and the Demonic Lord both entered the small three-story tower.
There were three spaces in the three-story tower.
The first floor had a radius of a million miles.
The second floor had a radius of 100,000 miles.
The third floor had a radius of 10,000 miles.
The three floors had more Genesis Qi than the previous, far more than the outside world. The space was extremely stable and incomparably solid.
Most importantly, in 30% of the space, there were five to six hundred thousand martial artists, all of whom were Yong Clan members.
Su Mo and the Demonic Ancestor were stealthily walking through the three layers of space.
"Sect Master, what do we do with these people?" The Demonic Lord asked. These hundreds of thousands of Yong Clan members did not have very high cultivation.
There were about two hundred Fate Realm martial artists, more than three thousand Upper Realm martial artists, and the rest of the cultivation was even lower.
"Let's see if we can subdue them first!"
Su Mo said in a deep voice. This Yong Clan's higher ups had already been killed by the Demonic Lord and they had formed a deadly feud.
However, he did not want to kill too many Martial Clan members. He first tried to see if he could subdue them. If he could not subdue them, they could only become nourishment.
Swoosh ~ ~ ~!
Su Mo waved his hand and all the Yong Clan members in the three-story space appeared on a plain.
Su Mo looked down at the hundreds of thousands of people.
"What's going on?"
"What's going on?"
"What's going on?"
All the Master of the Yong Clan members were shocked to discover that they had suddenly arrived.
Previously, something had happened in the Yong Holy City. Young Master Yong Wuhen and the Master had brought people out, so they did not know what was going on.
While everyone was shocked and puzzled, they soon saw Su Mo and the Demonic Lord high up in the sky.
"Who are you people?"
All the Yong Clan members were shocked. Their faces were aghast because these two strangers exuded a terrifying aura.
"We are from the Sky Cloud Sect. Now that we have unified the Martial Clan in the Flame Heaven Domain, are you willing to submit?" The Demonic Lord asked in a clear voice. His voice was like a thunderstorm, causing everyone's minds to buzz.
"What?"
"Unify the Martial Clan in the Flame Heaven Domain? How is that possible? "
"You have trespassed into the Yong Clan's Jade Virtual Pagoda. Your crime is unforgivable. Leave now!"
"Submit? What a joke. The Yong Clan is loyal to the Ten Directions Pavilion. What right do you have to ask us to submit? "
"…"
A large number of the Yong Clan martial artists spoke one after another. Many of them even shouted angrily.
"If you are not willing to submit, then kill without mercy!" The Demonic Lord's face was cold, and his body released the demonic power of the day.
Under the terrifying demonic power, all the Yong Clan members trembled.
However, they were still unyielding.
"We will only submit to the Goblin Tribe and other high-level tribes. No one from the Martial Clan is qualified to make us submit!" A middle-aged Fate Realm expert shouted angrily, as if he would rather die than submit.
"We will never submit!"
"If you dare to kill us, the Goblin Tribe will not let you off!"
"Our Master and Young Master will not let you off!"
Countless Yong Clan members shouted angrily, all of them 'unyielding'.
"Haha!"
Hearing this, Su Mo could not help but laugh.
Their servility was too strong!
So much worship of the Alien Tribe?
Looking down on their own tribe?
They would rather die than submit to their own people, and bow to the Alien Tribe!
What kind of mentality was this?
"This is your choice. Your servility will disappear!"
Su Mo sighed softly. With a thought, he immediately displayed the Forbidden Law.
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