Chen Luoyang looked at Li Yuanlin with interest.
What Li Yuanlin meant was that he had completely given up on his identity as a member of the Xia dynasty royal family and had once again devoted himself to the Devil religion, becoming a part of the Devil religion.
There were many such things in history.
The Evil Faction did not have all kinds of supreme skills when they first opened the mountain, but as time passed, they were slowly analyzed and created by the masters of the Cult, or seized from the outside world, or people from outside the Cult brought their skills to join them.
These outsiders integrated into the Devil religion, received the protection of the Devil religion, or obtained what they wanted from the Devil religion. Their ultimate arts would also become the property of the Devil religion.
Li Yuanlin clearly wanted to take this path.
Now that the Xia dynasty was destined to become history, the Xia dynasty royal family would also face a purge.
Perhaps the ordinary people had the mindset of the Li family, but to the Devil religion, the Mutated Races, the Taiyi Dao Sect, the Qingliang Temple, and even the Sword Pavilion and the three aristocratic families, the Li dynasty, which had suffered heavy losses and had fallen from the clouds, would withdraw from the center of the stage of history.
If their strength fell to a certain level, then some of the factions that were in conflict with them might be able to stab the Li family in the back and send them to destruction.
For example, the three aristocratic families.
Even the successor of the Cloud Palace who had suffered heavy injuries and was struggling at death's door.
Whether the Devil religion would be eradicated or not depended on the mood of the Hierarch.
Even if the Li family was not eradicated, there would not be a Xia dynasty royal family in the future. Only a few of them would be able to survive the purge. It was hard to say whether or not the Li family would be able to maintain its name.
However, although Li Yuanlin was not a trusted follower of the Emperor Xia Li Yuanlong, his cultivation was high enough. After the death of Li Yuanlong, he would naturally become the core of the Li family.
He was most likely on the list of purges of the Devil religion.
Chen Luoyang believed that Li Yuanlin was well aware of this.
The former King of Han of the Xia dynasty did not flee far away, nor did he have the intention to resist to the end.
He surrendered without any hesitation. Moreover, he acted as if he was a fish on the chopping block.
"You need a reason that can convince me," Chen Luoyang said lightly.
Li Yuanlin replied respectfully, "Reporting to the Hierarch, I ask myself honestly, my identity is truly awkward.
Even if I killed all the members of the Li family by myself, I'm afraid it would only add to the suspicion. It would be hard to avoid the suspicion that I had to endure humiliation for the greater good.
I can only devote myself wholeheartedly to the Hierarch and the Divine Religion, and only then can I prove my loyalty with time.
I'm willing to take all the tests, and I'm also willing to go to the North to stop the non-humankind from attacking for our sect.
I only hope that the Hierarch can give me another chance. "
"How I view you is my business." Chen Luoyang lightly said, "However, you must take something out first. This Seat never believes in empty words."
Li Yuanlin's expression did not change. After a moment of silence, he bowed and said, "I understand what to do. Please allow me to leave for a moment, Hierarch. I'll come back later."
Chen Luoyang waved his hand, and Li Yuanlin immediately retreated.
The other three people's expressions did not change.
Only Situ Qi, the chief of the Six Doors of Doors, had a more serious look in his eyes. He seemed to be faintly worried.
Chen Luoyang's gaze then fell on him.
Situ Qi immediately bowed calmly, took a step forward, stood still, and opened his mouth to speak.
The remaining two people did not have any intention of fighting with him.
"Situ Qi greets the Hierarch," the tall man said calmly, "I'm here to ask the Hierarch for mercy."
Chen Luoyang's expression was indiscernible. He only said lightly, "Speak."
"I'd like to ask the Hierarch for mercy and forgive my brothers and sisters." Situ Qi said, "I'm willing to go through fire and water for the Hierarch and the Divine Religion to atone for our past sins. I hope the Hierarch will show mercy."
Previously, under the rule of the Xia dynasty, the Six Doors of Fans had many experts, and their sweeping of the Middle Earth was very effective.
The solo Devil Path experts were basically wiped out.
The rest either sought refuge in the Southern Wilderness or the Northern Desert, or simply surrendered and were absorbed by the Xia dynasty.
The large underworld forces also found it difficult to establish a foothold. Most of them disappeared, and only the Jizhou Taisui Sect and Yuzhou Five Colors Hall were still able to occupy one area.
While sweeping the internal areas, they naturally could not avoid coming into contact with the Devil religion.
Especially the disciples of the Devil religion Blue Dragon Hall.
Both sides had killed and injured many people, and the hatred was very deep.
Situ Qi himself had been assassinated by the Blue Dragon Hall experts.
Now that the Xia dynasty had become history, Situ Qi was not only in a dilemma.
But in the end, compared to selling his life for Li Yuanlong, he chose to fight for a way out for his brothers in the Six Doors of Fans.
"From your tone, the number of brothers and sisters you mentioned is very large." Chen Luoyang glanced at Situ Qi.
Situ Qi was silent for a moment, then replied, "Reporting to the Hierarch, including me, there are a total of 13,428,570 people."
Chen Luoyang, "…"
Hearing this number, he almost spat out.
He could barely keep his face straight, and it was difficult for him to maintain his current expression.
Wait a minute.
When you reported the number just now, didn't you add the word "ten thousand"?
Chen Luoyang almost asked this question.
Because he was in the limited positions at the top of China, the people he could come into contact with, even if they were not the top figures, were limited.
Therefore, he would always inadvertently forget some things.
For example, this place was very large, and the population base was very exaggerated.
Back in Shuzhou, when he first flew in the Six Dragons Emperor Carriage, he discovered that this Divine Land was extremely vast.
Although the geographical division seemed to have some traces of the Bluestar country in his memory.
But everything seemed to have been magnified many times.
At that time, when he took the time to read the literature and ancient books, he was also amazed at the huge population base here.
An extremely large group of secular people could support a large group of martial artists who did not produce.
But perhaps because the distance was too far, as if looking down on the earth from the clouds, Chen Luoyang rarely felt this reality.
Everything seemed more like a number than billions of living beings.
In other words, Left Virtuous Prince Xiu Zhe's Black Death Divine Pearl. In the vast wilderness of Qian Province, where no matter how you looked at it, a black tide of the Dead Sea could kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, only then did Chen Luoyang have some real feelings.
Now that he heard the number reported by Situ Qi, Hierarch Chen once again had a different feeling.
It was also a number, but this number actually shocked him more.
So many Six Doors constables, how many martial artists and how many people did it correspond to?
He could not imagine it for a moment.
He even felt that it was ridiculous.
Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?
How many … people does my Devil religion have in total …
Hierarch Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It seemed that he really did not know how many people there were in his Devil religion.
As far as he could see, there were the Left and Right Messengers, the Four Hall Masters, the Seven Elders, the Eight Protectors, and some of his personal attendants.
Then there were the elites like the Four Halls' 28 Constellations, or the few commanders of a branch.
At most, there were the Dragon Claw, Dragon Scale, and the others from the Blue Dragon Hall that he had met in Dew Mountain Villa.
That was about it.
It did not seem like much.
But the problem was that he had little contact with the middle members, and he had no contact with the people below.
The number of direct disciples was huge.
What about the grassroots members? What about ordinary members?
When Zhang Tianheng had brought the Dian Prefecture branch to him, he had brought along the elites of the elites.
But how many people did he have in the Dian Prefecture branch?
The more basic the level, the larger the number of people.
The number of Postnatal martial artists could be hundreds or even thousands of times that of Xiantian martial artists.
Then, going up, there were Grandmasters, King Wu, and then Emperor Wu.
Before the Central Plains joined forces to conquer the Demon Region, according to the standards of the Devil religion Blue Dragon Hall, there were nine A-class forces in Central Plains.
There did not seem to be many.
But when it came to the B-class forces, the number immediately increased. There were seven in Shuzhou alone, and there were more than a hundred in the entire Central Plains.
There were hundreds and thousands of C-class forces, and tens of thousands of D-class forces.
In fact, in his own Demon Region, there were also all kinds of small and medium-sized forces affiliated with the Devil religion.
Situ Qi said that there were more than thirteen million people, which gave Chen Luoyang a fright.
But when he thought about it carefully, among them, the lowest level, the Postnatal martial artists with lower cultivation would definitely take up the first thousand and still have some left.
Maybe they would take up all thirteen million, and then the people above them would split the rest.
Hierarch Chen suddenly did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He seemed to have become a frog at the bottom of a well.
Or rather, the toad in the Moon Palace did not know what kind of world it was on the surface.
Speaking of which, he had been traveling on the Crimson Dragon for the past few days, and his speed was even faster than the six flood dragons. In a few days, he had gone back and forth between the mountains and rivers of China, sweeping across the world. He had no idea about the size and foundation of this world.
He had a good time fighting, but the work that his subordinates had to do was even greater.
Previously, when he read the reports of Chen Chuhua, Su Wei, Xiao Yuntian, and the others, they mentioned how many D-class forces had submitted and obeyed them.
How many C-class forces had been annihilated.
How many B-class forces had taken the initiative to surrender.
How many officials and martial artists from the Xia dynasty had been recruited.
It felt like a matter of a few words.
At that time, all his thoughts were on how many King Wu's he could kill on this trip, and whether or not he could kill Li Yuanlong.
Now that he thought about it, he did not know how many people's fates had changed along the way.
If this was already the case for martial artists, then it was even more exaggerated for mortals.
This also caused Chen Luoyang to come back to his senses.
In just a few days, no matter how many manpower the Devil Religion had and how efficient they were, it was difficult for them to truly control these new territories.
It did not take long for him to travel all the way here. It was because his speed was unimaginably fast, not because the distance was short.
Completely controlling such a vast land and population for his own use was a slow but steady effort.
To completely determine the future of the Divine Land, he would have to fight Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng.
It could even be said that it was just the beginning.
Situ Qi's words caused Chen Luoyang's thoughts to fluctuate.
To be honest, he still felt that it was somewhat unreal.
This was even more unreal than his own power as Emperor Wu.
Hierarch Chen was busy spacing out and did not make a sound.
But Situ Qi, who was kneeling on one knee, was suffering.
It was as if he was kneeling on pins and needles.
The anxiety and unease hidden deep in his heart finally showed in his words.
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