C538 High Mountains Worship
C538 High Mountains Worship
Grew stared blankly at his second clone returning to Feng Yimo's side in a carefree manner. He said angrily, "My clan's Devil Emperor has already admitted defeat. Why do you still want to kill him?"
The second clone turned around and looked at Grew from afar. He snorted coldly and said, "I have already spared his life. Who knew that he would sneak up on me without knowing what's good for him? What's the use of keeping such a person? If the agreement between the Homo Clan and Devil Clan was broken because of him, an untrustworthy person, In that case, patriarch Grew is a sinner of the Homo Clan and Devil Clan!"
"You! ... "" Grew was at a loss for words. His expression was ugly as he waved his hand. "Retreat!"
"Wait!" Feng Yimo suddenly shouted, "Patriarch Grew, did the Homo Clan win this match?"
Grew glared at Feng Yimo and said, "I have withdrawn my troops. Didn't I admit that you won?"
"Haha, is Patriarch Grew trying to cheat? The agreement yesterday was not only to withdraw your troops, but to retreat millions of miles from the Devil Flatlands. Moreover, you are not allowed to send troops to the Homo Clan within three hundred years! Could it be that Patriarch Grew has forgotten about it so quickly?" Feng Yimo said aggressively.
Grew's face turned red and turned pale. He clenched his fists and his chest rose and fell rapidly. After a long time, he said weakly, "Chief Grew admitted the conditions from yesterday. Are you satisfied now?"
"No, this is not enough! In order to show fairness, Grew asked the chief to swear in the name of your Holy Ancestral Hall that if he disobeys, he will be struck by lightning. After he dies, he will not be able to enter the Holy Ancestral Hall! " Feng Yimo continued.
"This is too much!" Black Wind and the other High Rank Devil Emperor warriors were furious. They shouted, "Our chief always keeps his word. He never goes back on his word like you humans do!"
Feng Yimo ignored Black Wind and the others. Instead, he looked at them with lightning fast eyes. He looked at Grew and asked, "Patriarch Grew, is that true?"
These words resounded in Grew's mind like thunder. The oath he made to Feng Yimo that day was still fresh in his mind. "I, Grew, swear in the name of the Sacred Ancestor that I will never become enemies with humans in my lifetime. I will not recklessly kill humans or initiate a war!
However, he had broken his promise at that time. Therefore, Feng Yimo was very angry. It could be said that Grew was able to obtain the position of patriarch, and Feng Yimo played a decisive role.
"Alright. I, Grew, the current patriarch of the Devil Clan, swear in the name of the Sacred Ancestral Hall. According to the agreement between the Homo Clan and Devil Clan, I will withdraw from the Demon Dweller Plains for a million miles. I will not violate the territory of the Homo Clan for three hundred years. If I violate the agreement, I will be struck by lightning and will never be able to enter the Sacred Ancestral Hall in my lifetime."
After saying this, Grew felt as if all his strength had been drained. He collapsed on the chair and waved his hand weakly. "Retreat!"
The nearly one million soldiers of the Devil Clan retreated unwillingly. Only then did the defensive formation of Titan City be removed. The entire city cheered. Many people rushed out of the city gate and laid on the ground, crying loudly. Their brothers died on the battlefield. Their wives and children died here. Their friends stained this land with blood. How many years had it been since the Homo Clan finally won? How could they not be excited?
"Huff!" Mo Qiuhui let out a long breath. He bowed to the second clone. "Thank you for your help." In his eyes, the person in front of him wasn't a mere Nascent Infant warrior, but an existence of the same level.
Seeing the Alliance Leader bow, The one who was most grateful to his clone was Song Jingtao. He clasped his hands and bowed to the ground. "Thank you for your righteousness, Fellow Daoist. I am very grateful!"
"Thank you, Senior!"
All the cultivators who flew out bowed to the second clone in unison. Their eyes were filled with reverence. They didn't dare to treat them as equals. They all thought that the second clone had concealed his cultivation base. Otherwise, how would he be able to kill a High Rank Devil Emperor warrior?
The second clone had an expressionless face. He didn't care about his vanity at all, but he accepted the greetings from the crowd.
"Fellow Daoist, may I ask for your name?" Even though Mo Qiuhui felt that this young man was icy cold and slightly strange, he patiently asked.
The second clone smiled and pointed at Feng Yimo. With a flash, he entered Feng Yimo's body.
Everyone was stunned. Songjing Tao cried out involuntarily. "So that's Fellow Taoist Feng's second clone!"
This time, everyone was stunned. The Homo Clan had never had a second clone before. Even if someone had produced a second Primordial Spirit, they would not be able to find a suitable natural treasure to refine a second clone!
Reality proved that with a second clone, his combat strength was indeed doubled!
For a time, Feng Yimo became an existence that could be respected by the high mountains. Who else could be his match?
Mo Qiuhui was even more excited. He never thought that he would meet such an outstanding disciple of the Mo family. He was very satisfied!
"Alliance Master, we can't be too happy now. We have to send people to watch the Devil Clan withdraw from the Devil Flatlands. Then, we will send cultivators from the four continents to build a defense line and build a city. We will encourage more people to come and live here. Only then will the Homo Clan become prosperous." Feng Yimo cupped his fists at Mo Qiuhui and said.
Mo Qiuhui nodded his head in satisfaction. This kid was not proud of himself, he was smart and talented. He quickly followed Feng Yimo's instructions and sent his men out. At the same time, he gathered the Soul Formation cultivators of Kuotian City, Fortune City, Fire Phoenix City, and Dao City to have a meeting to discuss the transfer of people from the various continents.
The deputy chief, Tian Yuanjing, was sent out. He led a group of men and watched the Devil Clan withdraw their troops.
Although he was full of resentment, when he saw Feng Yimo's cold gaze, he didn't even dare to fart and left dejectedly. He was sure that if he refused, it wouldn't be a problem with his cold gaze.
Now, Feng Yimo's prestige was like the sun at noon. He had the intention of suppressing Mo Qiuhui. At this time, he couldn't afford to offend him anymore.
However, the Heavenly Yuan Mirror had some doubts. Since Feng had such a powerful clone, why didn't he use it last night?
Mo Qiuhui and the others were also doubtful. However, this wasn't the time to ask this question. It was more important than anything else.
Feng Yimo did not accompany them in arranging the various matters. Instead, he used the excuse to tire himself out. He returned to the headquarters building, went to the Alliance Master's training room, and laid down on the bed.
He had two goals for being so high-profile today. Firstly, he could contribute greatly to the Homo Clan and obtain great honor. In that case, he had the right to enter the sixth floor of the Book Room and search for the whereabouts of the Heavenly Moon Continent. Secondly, he would be able to force Xue Ying to give up her body as a hero of the Homo Clan and return him a complete Xue Yun!
With his current strength, he was able to defeat Xue Yun. However, he did not want to do that because using force might destroy Xue Yun's body. Furthermore, Xue Ying had great prestige in Kuotian City. If there was a war between the two of them, it would definitely involve many people. Even if he won, it would cause heavy casualties to the cultivators of Kuotian City. This was something he did not wish to see.
A day later, all the Soul Formation cultivators from the four cities came to Titan City and held a meeting. Everyone was overjoyed because of the victory of the Homo Clan. Only two people had bitter expressions. One was Xue Ying and the other was Ye Wubian.