Chapter 1963
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The Master of the Mu Clan was shocked.
Mu Feiruo looked at the Ancient Clan members who were whispering to each other. "The Ancient You Clan is indeed powerful, but do we have to bow down to them and live like ants just because of this? The Ancient Clan has been built up over the years with the blood and flesh of our ancestors. But now … it has become a joke? "
They might be able to live if they escaped.
But under the purge of the Ancient You Clan, which Ancient Clan would dare to appear before the world again?
Their former glory and glory would all be buried in the mud, trampled by others until they were forgotten.
All their dignity would be crushed by the desire to live.
"Holy Lord, please count me in." Suddenly, another Ancient Clan youth walked out from the crowd.
"My skills are average. I hope the Holy Lord won't mind. As long as I can wipe out the Ancient You Clan and bring peace to the mainland, I am willing to sacrifice my life," the youth said sincerely.
As he spoke, more and more Ancient Clan youths walked out from the crowd. They ignored the displeased looks of the elders and walked resolutely to Ye Qingtang's side.
"Father, when Mother and Elder Sister died at the hands of the Ancient You Clan, you said that we would take revenge one day. Have you forgotten who killed our clansmen?" A youth from the Ancient Clan looked at his father, who was still hesitating to move forward.
The Ancient Clans had sought refuge in the Temple of Shadows in the shortest time possible.
But there were so many Ancient Clans that not all of them could move safely.
After they moved, those who could not leave in time became the target of the Ancient You Clan's anger.
There were countless deaths and injuries. Who knew how many Ancient Clan members had died at the hands of the Ancient You Clan?
The elders of the Ancient You Clan had many misgivings, afraid that the clan would be destroyed by their own hands.
But these youths had the most sincere hearts, the most passionate blood, and the purest will.
"You're right. I haven't avenged Yun 'niang and Ling' er. How can I leave!" The middle-aged Ancient Clan man's eyes reddened as he took a resolute step forward.
More and more Ancient Clan members understood everything.
Rather than live without purpose, why not fight the enemy with vigor?
At least they could still be human!
The ancient clan elders who were still persevering had complicated expressions on their faces. Finally, when they saw that most of their clansmen had made their choice, they loosened their shackles.
"Holy Lord, we were foolish … Please don't take it to heart. With the Holy Lord leading us, we have nothing to fear even if we have to fight to the death with the Ancient You Clan." One of the Ancient Clan Masters looked at Ye Qingtang with determination.
The reputation of a clan could not be tarnished by fleeing without a fight and dragging out an ignoble existence!
If they fought, there might still be hope. If they didn't fight, they would forever be lowly.
Ye Qingtang smiled. She had already guessed that the ancient clans would be afraid. The more established a power was, the more scruples they had.
But now, they had nothing to worry about.
"Who told you that we are the only ones fighting the Ancient You Clan?" Ye Qingtang looked up slightly.
Everyone did not know what she was looking at and instinctively followed her line of sight.
On the other side of the Chuanlie Plains, a black line suddenly appeared.
Above the void, a huge black shadow was flying towards them.
"That's …" An Ancient Clan Elder's eyes widened in disbelief.
In the void, thousands of flying mounts whizzed past. On the ground, countless figures of alien clans swept over like a raging wave!
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