Chapter 532 Being A Slave And A Maid, Destroying The Dragon Race
Chapter 532 Being A Slave And A Maid, Destroying The Dragon Race
The chosen Phoenix Clan ancestor trembled violently, never expecting that the other party's target would be directed at them. Fear rose in their heart, but they dared not resist. With a transformation, the enormous true form of the phoenix dissipated, turning into a stunning woman dressed in colorful feathered robes, who flew forward.
The other royal clan ancestors cast sympathetic or gloating glances.
"Feng Yao pays respects to the senior. I have offended you before, and I hope for your forgiveness," Feng Yao said, lowering her head and posture.
Indeed, the method of the black-robed clone was too terrifying. Even the Dragon Race ancestor was killed in an instant, so she had no power to resist.
The black-robed clone said indifferently, "Do you know why I called you out?"
Feng Yao pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "I don't know, please enlighten me, senior."
The black-robed clone pointed at Qin Changqing with a wave of their hand and snorted coldly, "Changqing saved your Phoenix Clan young master in the Yao God Mountain. Is this true?"
So it was because of this!
Feng Yao's heart skipped a beat, instantly regretting that if they had known there was such a powerful existence present, they would not have taken action.
"Yes!" Feng Yao nodded with a stiff scalp.
She couldn't deny it, nor did she dare to.
Many people present witnessed this scene, and she couldn't argue against it.
The black-robed clone said coldly, "Changqing came to protect the younger generation on my orders. Originally, your Phoenix Clan young master's life and death had nothing to do with him, but he still took action to save him. This is a great favor. However, instead of being grateful, your Phoenix Clan joined forces with other royal clans to force him. Such ungrateful behavior goes against the natural order. Tell me, should you all die?"
The Phoenix Clan members immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
The other royal clans also shook their heads slightly, feeling that the Phoenix Clan was probably doomed this time.
Hearing this, the Black Tortoise Clan members felt a sudden chill in their hearts. They instinctively turned their heads to look at Wu Mang in the distance, their expressions bitter and their faces pale.
What they had done was no better than the Phoenix Clan.
Feng Yao's lips trembled as she looked down at the miserable state of the Dragon Race ancestor below. Panic filled her heart, and she pleaded, "It was our minds that were deceived by the Dragon Race. Please spare our lives, senior!"
"When you make a mistake, you must pay the price!"
The black-robed clone shook their head, then looked at the Black Tortoise Clan. "You little turtles should also understand this principle."
The Black Tortoise Clan members trembled violently, flying out one by one, their faces ashen.
"Now that you all know your mistakes, then I..."
The black-robed clone raised their arm slightly.
This scene made everyone present's hearts jump to their throats, especially the Phoenix Clan and the Black Tortoise Clan, who instinctively activated their monstrous power to resist, but immediately restrained themselves.
The opponent's divine ability was unfathomable. Even the Dragon Race at the ninth level of the Mahayana stage had no power to fight back. How could they resist?
"Senior!"
Suddenly, a streak of light shot over from a distance and intercepted in the middle. It was Feng E.
Feng E's face was pale, filled with extreme fear, but she still looked firmly at Qin Changqing across from her, pleading, "All the mistakes, whether a thousand or ten thousand, are the fault of my Phoenix Clan. We should not repay kindness with enmity. If the senior is willing to spare my Phoenix Clan, Feng E is willing to be a slave and serve the senior!"
"Little E!"
The Phoenix Clan members were moved.
The black-robed clone turned their head to glance at Qin Changqing, seemingly asking for his opinion.
Qin Changqing squinted his eyes and stepped forward, saying, "Leader, I did indeed have a chance encounter with this little girl. It was because of her that I had the opportunity to obtain the Yao God's Primordial Flying Sword in the Yao God Mountain..."
The black-robed clone nodded and looked up and down at Feng E, pondering, "That little sapling of the Yao God does have some strength. His Primordial Flying Sword is also a good treasure."
Yao God? Little sapling?
The Myriad Monsters gasped in shock.
This person has actually met the Yao God, and even refers to him as a little sapling?
Although no one is clear about the true identity of the Yao God, from the black-robed clone's address, it can be inferred that even the Yao God can only bow down before him.
Qin Changqing's words had an effect, and hope immediately rose among the Phoenix Clan.
After a moment of contemplation, the black-robed clone spoke, "Since Changqing is pleading for mercy, I will give him face. However, capital crimes can be pardoned, but living crimes cannot be escaped. The Phoenix Clan will repay their debts, that is an undeniable fact. Here's the deal: Monster Cultivators of Mahayana Stage or above from the Phoenix Clan will guard the Myriad Monsters for ten thousand years. That little girl named Feng Yao, you and this Feng E will become Changqing's maidservants. Do you have any objections?"
These words immediately relieved the Phoenix Clan, and their gaze turned to the two individuals.
Feng Yao felt bitter in her heart, but she knew this was the only opportunity. She nodded and said, "Feng Yao is willing!"
Feng E had a strange expression, seemingly a bit excited. Without hesitation, she agreed, "Feng E is willing!"
The two immediately offered a strand of their Primordial Spirits, which Qin Changqing collected.
With this bond of the Primordial Spirit, the life and death of the two individuals were now in Qin Changqing's hands.
Feng Yao and Feng E exchanged a glance and quickly assumed their roles, flying directly behind Qin Changqing and standing quietly on either side.
The black-robed clone then turned his gaze to the Black Tortoise Clan.
The leader of the Black Tortoise Clan reacted quickly and said loudly, "Senior, my Black Tortoise Clan willingly guards Changqing for ten thousand years. Please forgive our transgressions!"
The black-robed clone nodded slightly. Since the Black Tortoise Clan was so sensible, he would spare the Phoenix Clan. There was no reason to take action against the Black Tortoise Clan.
The fate of the two clans was determined, and the black-robed clone looked at the other royal clans.
"Senior..."
The White Tiger Clan's ancestor was about to speak but was interrupted by the black-robed clone, "Although you little ones don't have debts to repay, you have still made a move against my junior. The Dragon Race no longer has a reason to exist. Now, I will give you all a chance. Completely annihilate the Dragon Race and surrender to me. I will spare your lives!"
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately their gazes swept around, a cold smile appearing on their lips.
Even if the black-robed clone didn't say it, with the death of four Dragon Race ancestors, the Dragon Race no longer had the strength to contend with the other royal clans. The other clans were bound to make a move against them.
The remaining Dragon Race remnants were immediately panicked, feeling the malice coming from all directions. Someone shouted, "Quick, run!"
But it was already too late. These Dragon Race remnants, at most, had cultivation at the Transcending Tribulation Stage. How could they be a match for the ancestors of the royal clans? They were caught up to shortly after fleeing and mercilessly killed on the spot, blood splattering in the air.
Dragon corpses fell to the ground, continuously emitting pitiful screams.
"No, don't kill me!"
"I am the leader of the Dragon Race, you can't do this!"
"Damn it, the ancestors of the Dragon Race won't let you get away with this!"
Although the Dragon Race's Yao Ancestor had died, there were still Dragon Race ancestors who had ascended to the Upper Realm in recent years. The Dragon Race bloodline would not be completely severed just because they were annihilated in the Lower Realm.
"By the order of the leader, not a single Dragon Race remnant shall be spared, kill!"
The other royal clans paid no attention and charged forward without any mercy.
Spare you, and it will be your own death. The choice in this situation was clear.
Death, Fellow Daoists, or death, poor Daoist!
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