The expressions of all the masters who were touched by Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes changed, but they still opened their souls obediently and did not resist.
Seeing their actions, Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded with satisfaction, and then used the same method to incorporate his own unique imprint into their souls. A single thought could tell their life and death.
"Thank you for your cooperation. We hope that we can work together in the future to create a prosperous and glorious world of cultivation." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile. He turned his eyes to Murong Die and said: "Die'er, I leave this place to you, lead them
Everyone go back!"
After saying that, Yuwen Zhouyuan disappeared. The place he went to was the Illusory Spirit Clan. I believe that the Illusory Spirit Clan also has masters from the immortal world, not to mention that he went to control more masters.
Murong Die immediately ordered the masters to collect the bones of those who died in the battle at Fusanghua Island, tallied the losses, and finally took the people away.
The fighting situation on the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe's side was not as good as that on the Scale Horn Tribe's side. They lost a total of 60,000 people in Fusohua Island Domain. The battle was too brutal.
Then the master of the alien Yuanxian Realm looked at the large army retreating from Fusanghua Island Domain, sighed slightly, and his eyes were full of complicated light.
"We made a useless effort. If we had known it would end like this, we wouldn't have been in so much trouble. We could have just surrendered to him, and we wouldn't have lost so many masters. They are all the elites of our race!" Ethereal Spirit
The master of the Yuanxian Realm said.
"As he said, his opponent is the immortal world, and we are just the uneasy factors in his heart. He will not let the uneasy factors in this world exist." said a master of Yuanxian Realm from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan.
"What's the use of talking about this now? Let's just focus on developing our power! Now we are all in his control, and he has tied us to the big wheel of fighting against the fairy world. Now we can only make the race stronger, and wait until we can fight against it in the future.
Only when we are with those people in the Immortal Realm can we preserve some strength." said the master of the Yuan Immortal Realm of the Winged Clan.
"I hope he won't disappoint us, huh."
"He should be the leader of this era. He will not die easily. As long as he does not die, there will be hope." said the master of the Yuanxian Realm of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe.
After chatting for a while, the masters of the major races led their teams and left here in disgrace.
On the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe's side, although the Fusohua Island Domain suffered a lot of losses, the foreign tribes suffered even greater losses. They lost more than 200,000 masters. Of course, among these masters there were still early-stage True Saints.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan came to the Illusory Spirit Clan, the battle over there was over, the agreement had been reached, and the masters from the Cultivation Kingdom over there had already left.
Yuwen Zhouyuan directly entered the interior of the Illusory Spirit Clan, killed all the masters in the fairy world, and controlled all the powerful people in the Illusory Spirit Clan. Even some pseudo-fairyland masters were controlled. Yuwen Zhouyuan could see it.
, these masters have great potential, and control is the right way.
They can only accept Yuwen Zhouyuan's control silently. If they resist, they will die. Death will not change anything. If they can change the fate of their race, it doesn't matter even if they die.
After finishing the things here, Yuwen Zhouyuan came to the Soul Blood Clan again. The Soul Blood Clan also contains masters from the Immortal Realm, and not only masters from the Yuan Immortal Realm, but also some masters from the False Immortal Realm and the True Immortal Realm.
They were seriously injured in the battle with Yuwen Zhouyuan, and their combat strength is still only 30 to 40%. During the victory period, they were no match for Yuwen Zhouyuan, let alone being injured.
It didn't take long at all to solve the problem of people in the fairy world.
Among the alien races, the Soul Blood Tribe gave Yuwen Zhouyuan a special feeling, a very mysterious one, especially the boundless sea of blood that gave birth to countless creatures. It seemed to contain some secret. Even Yuwen Zhouyuan did not go down easily.
, to see what is inside.
Standing on the edge of the boundless sea of blood, Yuwen Zhouyuan's intuition told him that if he entered, there would be great danger. He asked the masters of the soul blood clan about the origin of the sea of blood. They didn't know that they had never entered to check it out since they were born.
However, as soon as they came to the Blood Sea, they felt a kind of spiritual suppression and respect.
After leaving the Soul Blood Clan, Yuwen Zhouyuan flew directly towards the Winged Clan. Although he had not reached the Winged Clan yet, Yuwen Zhouyuan still felt the tragic aura. From the rich evil spirit and bloody aura, he knew that this was the case.
The fighting on the other side was even more miserable.
Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes narrowed, and he felt that there were still countless masters confronting each other over there. Although there was no fighting, there seemed to be something noisy.
The Illusory Spirit Clan and the Soul Blood Clan have already negotiated with other cultivating nations, but something went wrong on the Wing Clan's side, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan's face looked a little ugly.
"We just need one hundred thousand pairs of wings from your Winged Clan, and one hundred thousand cores of condensed holy light. This pair is not difficult for you at all." Du Tianshen said kindly, holding a staff in his hand.
, on the surface he looks like an old man next door.
However, if you really think so, you are totally wrong. He is loyal on the outside but treacherous on the inside.
"It's not difficult. One hundred thousand pairs of wings and one hundred thousand cores are too many. You must know that only our tribe can condense the spirit beast crystals when they reach the peak of the True King. We don't have so many in our treasure house." The Wing Clan said.
The master of Ming Yuan Fairyland said with a very ugly expression, she is the human-wing Linglong who survived the era of the war between immortals and demons. She was controlled by Yuwen Zhouyuan not long ago in the Scale Horn Clan, and now she is forced to pay compensation. True Soul
The compensation offered by Teach Convenience was better. They just asked for some rare herbs, fairy fruits, and rare ores, but the True God Sect had too much appetite.
"I don't want much at all. The masters above the peak of your Winged Clan's True King are probably over a million! Obtaining 100,000 wings and 100,000 cores is not a problem at all." Du Tianshen said with a look on his face.
He said with a peaceful look.
"What? Do you mean to sacrifice 100,000 of us to meet your conditions?" Yi Linglong said with an extremely cold face, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with coldness.
"I have never said that. Killing is wrong, and I know that if you want to get the heart core, you, the Winged Tribe, must be willing. Otherwise, the heart core will still break."
The heart core is the heart of the Winged Tribe, and it is also the source of power. Only after the cultivation reaches the peak of the True King, the heart will be condensed into a white crystal. Over there is the Heart Core. If you want to get it, unless you are the Winged Tribe yourself.
If you are willing, otherwise, you will not get it at all, unless you cultivate to the heavens.
Hearing this, Yi Linglong bit her lip with a row of neat teeth. She really wanted to beat the person in front of her. Unfortunately, she might not be able to beat him. Once she did, the war would continue, so she endured it.
"Although you didn't say this, you are forcing our people to commit suicide." Yi Linglong said coldly.
"I don't care what method you use, as long as you can gather 100,000 wings and 100,000 cores, this is the condition for our withdrawal." Du Tianshen said in a very calm tone.
"Sir, we have fought with them. The human race is just greedy. If they don't die, I believe they will also lose many people."
"Yes, sir, let's fight! A vigorous death is better than a humiliating life."
"Let's fight, sir."
As soon as they heard Du Tianshen's tone, countless masters of the Winged Clan shouted, and fighting spirit burst out from their bodies, wishing they could go up and fight again.
Now, all the members of the Winged Clan have arrived, and their strength has increased a lot. If there is a battle, even if all the Winged Clan is destroyed, I am afraid that there will not be that many masters of the True God Religion left.
"Shut up." Yi Linglong turned her head and said with a cold light in her eyes. A terrifying aura erupted. Those people from the Winged Clan who had just shouted closed their mouths and lowered their heads. No one dared to say a word.
"Let me say it again, there are not so many cores. Even if Yuwen Zhouyuan comes, I will still have this answer." Yi Linglong stared at Du Tianshen and said.
At this time, a terrifying momentum rolled in, and almost everyone's body was trembling, as if it was the feeling of a mortal meeting a god.
Yi Linglong, Du Tianshen, and Duancaixian all knew who the visitor was at once, and their expressions kept changing.
Suddenly, a figure appeared, standing in the void.
"What's going on?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked with a frown.
"Master Yuwen, they asked my Winged Clan to compensate for one hundred thousand wings and one hundred thousand cores. We can get one hundred thousand wings, but we don't have that many one hundred thousand cores. If we insist on it, then what?
Aren't you asking us Yuyi clansmen to commit suicide?" Yi Linglong stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said. "It is because of your order that I will reconcile with them and compensate them for something, otherwise we would rather fight."
After listening, Yuwen Zhouyuan understood that he had also heard about the heart core of the Winged Tribe. Only some people from the Winged Tribe who committed suicide would leave the core. Therefore, this kind of thing is very precious, and Du Tianshen's appetite is really too big.
. Opening your mouth is a hundred thousand, and the Winged Clan doesn't have that many at all.
"So how many cores does your Winged Clan have in total now?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"There are only 20,000 pieces." Yi Linglong said.
Yuwen Zhouyuan could tell that she was not lying. He frowned and thought for a while, then turned his gaze to Du Tianshen and said slowly: "The Winged Clan has surrendered to me. They will also be the main force against the masters of the immortal world in the future. Heart Core
Just 20,000 pieces! What do you think of using other things to make up for the lack?"
"Since Island Master Yuwen has said so, then I have to give him this face, so let's do it!" Du Tianshen nodded and said.
Of course Du Tianshen also knows the difficulties of the Winged Clan, but Yuwen Zhouyuan has already spoken. If he does not agree, who knows if Yuwen Zhouyuan will directly kill him now and replace him with an obedient one.
"Okay, let's discuss the specific matters!" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the two of them and said.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, they discussed the compensation in detail.