I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Regarding the matter of Primitive Lake, Xiao Yan had already communicated with the other major royal clans.

One must walk step by step, and eat one bite at a time.

He would try his best to drive the other ancient royal clans back to their ancestral stars to develop, so that his tentacles could extend over in the future. Jiang Li's incarnation would also cooperate with him in this, after all, the Big Dipper was the main venue for the future Sun and Moon Dynasty.

Besides, how could a mere Big Dipper be enough for their two incarnations to toss around? Of course, they had to open a few more bases. The ancient clans had their own ancestral stars, which was very suitable.

Moreover, different races had their own ancient star roads. When the time came, their several incarnations would be able to embark on different ancient star roads.

No, not embark on, but directly lead a large army to flatten the ancient star road.

The ancient star road was a road of experience for each race, with many opportunities within. Each road represented a huge amount of resources.

Instead of letting people pass through the levels to obtain them, it was better for us to distribute them.

What we fancy is ours.

On this day, Primitive Lake was on high alert, with several Ancestral Kings gathered in the ancestral land. A gourd hung above a stone platform, floating in the chaos and mist, the aura of the ancient emperor overlooking the Big Dipper.

Primitive Lake was also very worried, after all, they did not accept Xiao Yan's ruling.

This time, their major royal clans had originally planned to harvest leeks, but Xiao Yan turned around and used Primitive Lake, whose combat power had been greatly damaged, as a leek to be harvested.

The other major royal clans had no objection to this.

After all, the laws of the ancient clans and the demon clan were the law of the jungle. This time, although the Myriad Clans Assembly was a tie, the two clans output what should be output, and won back what should be won, carrying out a wave of exchanges. It was not because of the tie that all previous bets were invalidated.

And Primitive Lake's round was obviously lost. The price could be transferred, but if they insisted on paying, they would have no choice.

To be precise, except for Fire Lin Cave, the major royal clans that participated in the battle had lost. However, Xiao Yan waved his hand and said that everyone had contributed, and merits were rewarded regardless of mistakes. The Demon God Palace would bear the output, and the winnings would be kept by themselves.

The other major royal clans naturally had no objections. How rich was Xiao Yan? Bearing such a small price was a trivial matter.

However, he excluded Primitive Lake, and the other major royal clans, having received Xiao Yan's benefits, naturally would not say anything, and turned around and sold Primitive Lake.

Although some people smelled a hint of unusual taste, because doing so, the Demon God Palace paid a lot for nothing, and there were no definite benefits, which was not worth it. Even if they blackmailed Primitive Lake, it would not make up for this hole.

However, the land, dragon veins, and mines lost by the human race were still waiting for them to check and accept, so they had no time to pay attention to this, and went to count the money.

And even the Great Sage was slaughtered by Jiang Li, Primitive Lake was now at its weakest.

"Your Highness Xiao Yan, we agreed in advance."

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake glared at Xiao Yan, as well as the Eight Divisions behind him, "How can you go back on your word?"

"If you want to blame, blame you for being too useless."

Xiao Yan was very disdainful, "Not to mention that the ancient emperor's bloodline was beaten to death, even the Great Sage is no match, it's simply a disgrace to the ancient ten thousand races. Tell me, what's the point of you living?"

Compared to the human race, Jiang Li at least talked about fame and righteousness, coercion and inducement.

In Xiao Yan's hand, a green lotus seemed soft but was actually strong, able to prop up the ancient blue sky, the Green Lotus Emperor Weapon, this time was brought out by Xiao Yan.

Looking at the Demon Emperor Weapon in Xiao Yan's hand, the people of Primitive Lake understood that a great disaster was imminent today. Even the Emperor Weapon and the Ancient Emperor Weapon could exert different power in different hands.

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake knew that if he were to activate the Yuan Emperor Gourd, there would only be one outcome, that is, to be sucked dry by the Yuan Emperor Gourd, but Xiao Yan would not.

Because Xiao Yan had no idea how many Pure Yang Pills he had in his hand, and he could replenish his consumption at any time. In terms of financial resources, he could not compare to Xiao Yan, and in terms of strength, he could not compare either.

"And today, you dare to resist my will." Xiao Yan said coldly, the light of the Green Lotus Emperor Weapon in his hand soaring into the sky, causing the Yuan Emperor Gourd to tremble non-stop under his urging. The auras of the Ancient Emperor Weapon and the Demon Emperor Weapon collided with each other.

Tyrant!

Simply a tyrant!

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake quickly soothed the Yuan Emperor Gourd, not letting it be agitated, because it was not yet time. The Yuan Qi consumed by activating the Ancient Emperor Weapon was too terrifying, and he would be drained if he used it casually, so it could only be used at critical moments.

Was he being used as a warning to others?

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake felt a little sad, because Xiao Yan had discussed with them before that this time, the seven major royal clans would not lose no matter what. The lost price would be transferred as much as possible, and paid by other ancient races, and most of the winning things would enter their pockets.

Such a decision would naturally cause protests from other ancient races, but what were they? They were the royal clan, so naturally they could suppress it.

And there was a better way, which was to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. Who to kill?

Their Primitive Lake was very good, and if they had one less person to share the cake, others would earn more, wouldn't that be wonderful?

"We, Primitive Lake, are willing to take out the bets from the Myriad Clans Assembly."

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake gritted his teeth and said.

Now that things had come to this, it was impossible not to spend money to eliminate the disaster. He was afraid that if he really used force, the Primitive Lake lineage would be submerged in the dust of history.

Xiao Yan sneered, then spat out two words, "Too late."

The Ancestral King of Primitive Lake immediately became anxious and attacked his heart, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and he said in disbelief: "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

"Do you think that Primitive Lake can be let go easily?" Xiao Yan's words made the Ancestral King of Primitive Lake's heart tremble.

Sure enough.

Before the Myriad Clans Assembly, when the major royal clans and the Demon God Palace were discussing related matters, their Primitive Lake did indeed look down on the Demon God Palace, thinking that it did not even have a Great Sage, and was the weakest of the many forces. How could it be worthy of sitting on an equal footing with their seven major royal clans and sharing benefits?

Even if it was the plan you proposed, so what?

However, the Golden Clan and the Myriad Dragon Nest both supported Xiao Yan, and their Primitive Lake's questioning was suppressed.

Perhaps, it was from that time that today was destined.

This was taking the opportunity to retaliate!

Their Primitive Lake responded the slowest, demanded the most when dividing the cake, and had many disputes with the other major royal clans. At that time, Xiao Yan seemed to be a good old man, asking everyone to unite and focus on passing the Myriad Clans Assembly first.

Passing the Myriad Clans Assembly first, so that was what it meant. They simply did not truly include Primitive Lake in their circle!

It seemed that this time, not only would they lose their wife and lose their troops, but they would also have to bleed heavily to make Xiao Yan give up. How much they despised and were arrogant towards the Demon God Palace before, they would have to pay the price now.

But their Primitive Lake had already suffered heavy losses, and they still had to pay for the resources lost to the human race. If they apologized to Xiao Yan again, they might not even be as good as some royal clans.

Although they possess the heritage of ancient emperor scriptures and ancient emperor weapons, they will always have a day to rise again, but who knows when that will be.

"Your Highness, don't push people too far. At worst, we'll fight to the death," the Primal Lake Ancestral King said fiercely.

"Fight to the death? Are you qualified?"

Xiao Yan sneered, and then said: "I'll give you one last chance, submit to me, and the Demon God Palace will still have a place for you, otherwise, your bodies will die and your clan will be exterminated."

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was like a demon king, even the Eight Divisions of Gods felt a sense of surprise in their hearts.

Is the Primal Lake, one of the seven great royal clans, really going to be exterminated today? This is truly a major event unprecedented in ancient and modern times.

But immediately, a sense of pride arose from their hearts.

What about the ancient royal clan? In front of His Highness Xiao Yan, they are nothing more than a candle in the wind.

This is our Highness!

"Submit!"

With the roar of an Ancestral King of the Eight Divisions of Gods, all the Eight Divisions of Gods shouted together.

"Submit!" "Submit!" "Submit!"……

The earth-shattering sound resounded between heaven and earth, Xiao Yan held the Azure Lotus Emperor Weapon, and waved his hand to strike out hundreds of millions of rays of light.

Boom!

The sound of the Dao exploded, and the divine light emitted from the Yuan Emperor Gourd collided with the azure light emitted from the Azure Lotus Emperor Weapon. The Primal Lake Ancestral King guided the power towards the sky, like a brilliant aurora, and the entire Northern Dipper felt this unusual fluctuation.

Fortunately, this was just a test of the extreme Dao weapon from a distance, not a head-on collision of the main bodies. If it were a head-on collision of the extreme Dao weapon main bodies, the entire Northern Dipper would probably have to be rebuilt, and the Supreme Beings in the restricted areas would have to be awakened.

The hearts of the Primal Lake cultivators were in their throats. Although it was only a light blow relative to the ancient emperor weapon, it also represented Xiao Yan's determination.

Today, they really seem to have only two paths to choose from, either submit or fight to the death.

"The Yuan Emperor bloodline is supreme and will never submit to others!"

The Primal Lake Ancestral King roared, "Neither can you!"

"I am the Immortal Phoenix, respected by all races. Your ancestors were nothing more than servants kneeling at my feet. Where does your self-esteem come from, where does your confidence come from!"

Xiao Yan's voice resounded throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, and many ancient clans looked a little embarrassed.

Because the matter of being respected by all races obviously included a part of their ancestors.

Xiao Yan's words were very irritating, but they really had nothing to refute, because it was the truth. The Undying Heavenly Emperor was respected by all races, and many ancient emperors admired him extremely, worshiping him when they were weak.

The only one who disrespected him might have been the Fighting Saint Emperor, but the Fighting Saint Emperor only did such a thing in his later years. Before that, the Fighting Saint Emperor also extremely respected the Undying Heavenly Emperor.

In terms of status, Xiao Yan is indeed the most respected, only the resurrection of the Undying Heavenly Emperor can compare.

Subsequently, the powerful cultivators on the Northern Dipper noticed two terrifying fluctuations rising into the sky and plunging into the starry sky.

Waves of suffocating fluctuations came from outside the sky, and someone was holding an extreme Dao weapon in a great battle.

But the battle did not last long, and it stopped after a while. The wind and waves were calm, and the suffocating fluctuations no longer came from outside the sky, but the creatures on the Northern Dipper still felt suppressed and could not be eliminated for a while.

The Eight Divisions of Gods besieged the Primal Lake, watching their Highness and the Primal Lake Ancestral King go to the starry sky for a great battle.

Soon, a ray of light flew from outside the sky and fell into the Primal Lake. It was the Yuan Emperor Gourd.

Afterwards, Xiao Yan also returned, the chariot cast from Nine Heavens Divine Jade rumbled across the sky, holding the Azure Lotus Emperor Weapon like a spear, overlooking the Primal Lake below.

"Do you still want to resist?"

Another Primal Lake Ancestral King gritted his teeth and said: "The Yuan Emperor bloodline will never submit—"

Before he could finish his words, his entire body was turned into two pieces, his head fell, and a white Geng Metal Sword Qi broke through the Primal Lake's great formation defense and beheaded his head.

"A mere Saint, worthy of speaking?"

Xiao Yan's gaze swept across the Primal Lake, and the Yuan Emperor Gourd was falling on an altar.

Just now in the great battle outside the sky, the Primal Lake Ancestral King was killed after only two moves because he had exhausted his vitality, but before he died, he sent the Yuan Emperor Gourd back to the Primal Lake, and Xiao Yan did not stop him.

The Primal Lake still had the last Saint King left. He should have been the backbone at this time, but he raised his head and stared at Xiao Yan without speaking.

The race and oneself, which one should be chosen? This is a very difficult question.

Most ancient clan cultivators would choose the race without hesitation, even some small clans, but today, this Saint King of the ancient royal clan is in a battle between heaven and man.

Two concepts were constantly surging in his mind. One voice wanted him to immediately rely on Xiao Yan, analyzing the pros and cons for him, saying that it was absolutely impossible to struggle in the current situation. Xiao Yan was not someone their Primal Lake could resist. On the contrary, relying on Xiao Yan could bring infinite benefits. Xiao Yan's talent was unparalleled, unprecedented and unparalleled, and it was impossible not to attain the Dao in this life. Following him was the best choice.

And another voice was telling him to quickly rely on him, and stop dawdling.

These voices were clearly his own inner thoughts, but why did they all make such a choice?

Am I really such a person?

The aura of the heart demon cannot be detected by ordinary people, unless their cultivation is much higher than Xiao Yan's, and the current Primal Lake does not have this possibility at all.

Xiao Yan operated the Heart Demon Secret Technique, and countless demonic thoughts rose from the heart of the last Saint King of the Primal Lake. All kinds of thoughts that were impossible to appear in the past now appeared in his mind, stirring his brain into a paste.

All along, Luo Mo and his incarnations have mostly been in situations where they were facing opponents stronger than them. There have been very few situations where their realms were equal.

In his situation, a smooth battle and a crushing battle are actually the same thing.

Therefore, when facing the Primal Lake, where the strongest opponent's cultivation was only equal to his, Xiao Yan operated the Heart Demon Technique, and cooperated with the previous martial force deterrence, directly breaking down his psychological defense line, and sending out the heart demon to reverse his thinking.

The effect of martial force deterrence was very good, so the heart demon was able to take effect so quickly.

He still can't solve the ancient emperor weapon, but he can still solve the people who use the ancient emperor weapon.

Especially since the Primal Lake is now a breakthrough. Without a Great Saint, without a Great Saint controlling the ancient emperor weapon, to him, that ancient emperor weapon is no different from being ownerless.

On the altar, the Yuan Emperor Gourd flickered with faint light. Many of the Primal Lake clansmen still wanted to awaken the power of the ancient emperor weapon. Although their cultivation was not enough, they had a surge of enthusiasm. Even if they sprinkled their own blood on the ancient emperor weapon, they could not let Xiao Yan do whatever he wanted.

But, the last Primal Lake Saint King, who had been watched by Xiao Yan, suddenly reached out and took the Yuan Emperor Gourd from the altar.

Is it going to start?

Many Primal Lake clansmen were already boiling with enthusiasm, ready to sacrifice themselves and follow the Saint King of the clan in the final battle.

As the bloodline of the ancient emperor, we will never submit!