Chapter 11 Vow not to be a slave
Tianling Realm, above the Imperial City.

Thousands of monks from the Three-Eyed Clan have gathered in the sky above this ancient city. The leader is a white-haired old man, wearing a white robe, with a fairy-like appearance.

The imperial city beneath him was protected by a golden city defense formation, and countless figures in the imperial city looked up at the intruders.

The Imperial City is already the only human city in the Tianling Realm that has not been occupied by the Three-Eyed Clan. There are hundreds of thousands of human beings living in the city.

There are monks and ordinary people.

The white-robed old man from the three-eyed clan stood condescendingly, with his hands behind his back, and deep contempt in his eyes.

"Stop struggling pointlessly. If this continues, all of you will die here."

One after another figures stepped out of the city defense formation. There were about ten people in total. The person at the front was wearing mysterious clothes and holding a dragon-patterned spear in his right hand. His aura was extremely terrifying.

"Don't even think about making us slaves to your invaders!"

The white-robed old man's expression gradually became serious. The human monk in front of him was no stranger to him.

Because this person once killed more than thirty people from his Three-Eyed Clan, which caused quite a stir among the Three-Eyed Clan.

"You again, I am somewhat interested in you."

"However, I don't know your name yet. If you can escape from the pursuit of the three-eyed clan, you can be considered a famous person."

"Heavenly Spirit Realm, human monks, Dongfang Changtian!"

The spear cut through the space, and the spear was held diagonally in his right hand. Dongfang Changtian had a magnanimous attitude, and his eyes showed no fear for these three-eyed clansmen.

This was especially true for the monks behind him. Although there were only a dozen of them, they showed no fear in the face of the thousands of three-eyed monks in front of them.

The current imperial city is the last city for their human monks.

Since the invasion of the Three-Eyed Clan, only three months ago, the entire human race in the Celestial Spirit Realm has been directly hunted and used as slaves, until now.

The humans in the imperial city are the only humans left in the heavenly spirit world.

From the beginning to the end, there were only more than 1000 people in the Three-Eyed Clan.

One can imagine how big the difference in strength between them is!
"I have taken note of this name, and I will definitely make you my slave. This is your honor."

Immediately, the white-robed old man sneered and looked at the other human figures in the city defense formation.

Each human being looked frightened, but they were not as confident as those like Dongfang Changtian.

"Dongfang Changtian, there are hundreds of thousands of people here, but in the end you are the only ones who dare to resist. Why are you doing this?"

"It's better to become my slave honestly."

"As a human race, it is natural to protect the human race. It is their choice in Chapter [-]. It has nothing to do with me!"

Dongfang Changtian is majestic, and his eyes are filled with monstrous rage.

No more nonsense, he turned into a stream of light and rushed directly towards the old man in white robe.

Seeing that Dongfang Changtian actually chose to take action directly, the old man in white robe smiled disdainfully, looked at the three-eyed people behind him, and immediately ordered: "If this city defense formation is broken, everyone in the city will become our slaves."

"Yes, my lord."

The void in front of him was torn apart by the white-robed old man's hand, and then he stepped into the torn void together with Dongfang Changtian's figure.

"kill!"

One person spoke, and other human monks rushed out one after another.

The battle started in an instant, and there were only a few people from the three-eyed tribe who could deal with these human monks.

As for the other three-eyed monks, they directly launched an attack on the ancient city formation of this ancient city.

Many humans in the imperial city were watching the battle in the air, and the dozen or so human monks turned into blood mist filling the air in just a moment.

It’s glorious to die! "As human beings in the Heavenly Spirit Realm and cultivators, we should not be afraid of the power of the Three-Eyed Clan in this imperial city."

The sound came loudly, and a figure slowly appeared above the imperial city. This was a skinny old man with white hair, wearing an old black robe, with a deep light in his eyes.

"This is what all of us human monks in the Heavenly Spirit Realm should do, not just Dongfang Changtian and others."

"My name is Ou Potian, and I am willing to die to protect the human monks in the spiritual world. Kill!"

The word "kill" burst out with extremely terrifying momentum. He rushed out of the city defense formation and fought with the three-eyed clan.

The words were like thunder, shocking every human monk present.

Ou Potian, they knew that this was the guardian of a large sect in the Tianling Realm. After the Three Eyes Clan appeared, he disappeared.

Everyone thought he was hiding out of fear of death, and that was indeed the case, but it was different now.

"Fight for the humans in the Celestial Spirit Realm, kill!"

"Fight for the humans in the Celestial Spirit Realm, kill!"

The individual clan monks no longer had any fear in their hearts, and they all rushed out.

The monks of the three-eyed clan couldn't help but be surprised. Originally, they thought that these human clans would be as greedy for life and afraid of death as before, and would continue to huddle in the city.

But I didn't expect that these human monks would still have the courage to resist.

Thousands of human monks rushed out and fought directly with these three-eyed monks.

In the void, the surrounding darkness is like chaos.

The old man in white robe and Dongfang Changtian stood face to face. The old man in white robe was very interested in Dongfang Changtian.

"Killing you really makes me reluctant to do so."

"I will give you another chance to live and become my slave, otherwise you will die."

"What nonsense. Will I look like you when I get old?"

From the moment he made his choice, Dongfang Changtian had no intention of leaving any way for himself to survive. Either he would kill all the Three-Eyed Clan, or he would die in the hands of the Three-Eyed Clan!
Holding the spear at an angle, Dongfang Changtian killed directly towards the white-robed old man.

The two of them fought fiercely together in this chaotic void.

In the outside world, some monks from the human race were killed, and some monks from the three-eyed clan died.

The difference in the number of people between the two parties is not big, but the strength of the three-eyed monks is not comparable to that of the human monks, and the situation is always more for less.

Despite this, no one among the human monks was afraid or flinched.

"Swear not to be a slave!"

"Swear not to be a slave!"

The sky turned blood-colored at this moment.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

The humans in the imperial city looked up at this scene. Many of them had already cried bitterly. They were just ordinary humans and could not join in this cruel battle.

In fact, they all know what kind of results the human race in the Tianling Realm will face after this battle, but none of them are willing to face such results.

"Swear not to be a slave!"

Someone roared, and then other humans followed.

In just a moment, the entire imperial city was filled with these four words: I swear not to be a slave.

This is the only thing ordinary humans like them can do.

(End of this chapter)

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