[Pleading for votes.]
Yao Xiaotian's eyes were filled with fear and seriousness as he stared at the white-clothed man in front of him.
He clearly knew how terrifying this white-clothed man was. He had defeated all the experts of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe with just one sword.
If it wasn't for this white-clothed man, how would that Dou Zun have the courage to act so presumptuously in the headquarters of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe?
Who else would dare to do such a thing other than this white-clothed man?
Hun Yu: Are you looking down on me?
Why don't I make a trip to the Soul Tribe and invite my old man over?
I'll show you that other than my big brother, my old man also gave me courage.
Yao Xiaotian: …
…
Hun Xiu held the Xuan Yuan Sword. There was no energy fluctuation on his body, but there was an incomparable emperor's aura spreading from his body.
Just by standing there, he looked like a natural-born emperor.
He could be said to be the emperor of the earth.
Hun Xiu said, "Tribe Leader Yao Xiaotian, the seven days I gave you are up. What do you think?"
Seven days ago.
The Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe had been fighting with the outsiders for a month. The Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe was defeated every time.
The white-robed man with the golden sword in his hand gave the final ultimatum. He wanted an answer after seven days.
He wanted half of the Nether Snake Mountain Range.
Seven days later.
If he didn't get an answer, he would have to bear the consequences.
Today.
It was the last day of the seven days.
Yao Xiaotian remained silent. His expression gradually turned serious. The aura on his body grew stronger. He could attack at any time.
Whoosh.
The sound of wind breaking could be heard. The serpent-men experts appeared in the sky and surrounded Hun Xiu and Hun Yu. However, no one made a move.
Hun Xiu looked at the serpent-men experts around him and said indifferently, "Tribe Leader Yao Xiaotian, are you planning to fight me head-on?"
Yao Xiaotian heard this.
He remained silent. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
Fight head-on?
That was only the case when both sides were about the same level of strength.
Were they going to fight head-on?
If a fight really broke out, it would be like trying to smash an egg against a rock. They were overestimating themselves.
Hun Yu glanced at the serpent-men experts around her and said without any fear, "Big Brother, why are you wasting your breath on them?"
"Why don't you just kill them all yourself?
With our strength, taking half of the Nether Snake Mountain Range would be letting them off too easily. "
"In my opinion, it wouldn't be too much for us to ask for ninety percent of this Nether Snake Mountain Range's territory.
Who told us to be strong? "
Hun Yu was fearless.
Even though the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan was one of the three great clans of the magical beasts, how strong were they?
He had already seen through all of this.
That was all.
The three great clans of the Magical Beast Clan boasted that they were as powerful as the eight ancient clans. However, from the looks of it, they were just so-so.
With Hun Yu's strength, there were only five serpent-men experts in the entire Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan that he was no match for.
The other serpent-men experts were no match for him.
In the Soul Clan, there were many people who could defeat Hun Yu.
With his strength, he was almost invincible in the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan. How could the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan be worthy of being on par with the ancient clans?
They were not worthy at all.
On the continent, the strong were respected. This was the supreme law that had not changed since ancient times.
It was already very polite of the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan to ask for the same amount of territory as the Nether Snake Mountain Range.
In Hun Yu's opinion.
Why wouldn't he be happy to completely kill these so-called Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan experts?
The entire Nether Snake Mountain Range would be in their pocket.
…
When the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan experts who surrounded Hun Xiu and Hun Yu heard Hun Yu's words, their faces turned ugly and serious.
All of them looked at Hun Xiu, the white-clothed man with the golden sword, with caution.
They understood.
If this man with the golden sword attacked, it would be a piece of cake for him to annihilate them.
All of them were extremely nervous at this moment. They were afraid that this man would kill them.
When Yao Xiaotian heard Hun Yu's words, he began to ponder.
Half of the Nether Snake Mountain Range.
Should he give it to them or not?
This was a problem.
It was a problem that he had to think about carefully.
…
Hun Xiu ignored Hun Yu. How could he not understand Hun Yu's words?
However, if he killed all of these Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan experts, the entire serpent-men tribe of the Magical Beast Clan would fall into chaos.
At that time, the flames of war would spread everywhere.
Other forces of the Magical Beast Clan would also join in. At that time, if Medusa's serpent-men tribe wanted to occupy the Nether Snake Mountain Range, they would need an expert to guard it. Only then would they be able to deter those rascals.
At that time …
He would have to guard this place forever. He would have no freedom at all. This was not something he wanted to see.
…
Hun Xiu looked at the silent Yao Xiaotian and said indifferently, "Looks like Yao Xiaotian hasn't thought it through."
"Huh?"
When Yao Xiaotian heard this, he could not help but exchange glances with Hun Xiu. After a few seconds, he retracted his gaze and said, "Sir, are you really going to force me to do this?"
"Force me to do this?"
Hun Xiu smiled faintly under his mask and said, "Force you? You don't have the right to do so."
His voice was calm.
However, it was filled with boundless dominance.
Yao Xiaotian heard this.
His expression turned ugly.
However, he did not refute. His strength was more than One Star level lower than Lin Fan's.
In this continent, the strong were the ones who were respected.
When Hun Xiu saw that Yao Xiaotian was silent, he said slowly, "Since Clan Leader Yao Xiaotian hasn't thought it through, I don't suggest giving you three more days to think it through."
As soon as he finished speaking …
At this moment, a powerful energy gradually spread out from Hun Xiu's body.
Sensing the energy surging out from Hun Xiu's body, the expressions of the Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan experts changed drastically.
All of them retreated.
Even Yao Xiaotian was no exception.
"Sir, why are you doing this?"
"Didn't you say that you have three days to give to my Nine Abyss Deep Ground Python Clan?" Yao Xiaotian asked in a deep voice.
Yao Xiaotian was frustrated.
He had clearly said that he would give them three days.
However, he changed his mind in the next second. What was going on?
"Three days."
Hun Xiu said slowly, "I said three days. Naturally, it will be three days. However, if I give you three more days without any reason, do you think it's possible for you to not pay a price?"
"Take my sword."
"So what if I give you three more days?"
As he spoke …
Hun Xiu raised his sword and slashed horizontally. The golden sword aura was slashed out. The sword aura was like a rainbow. It pierced through the air and locked onto Yao Xiaotian.
Looking at the golden sword aura coming towards him, Yao Xiaotian's expression changed drastically. He did not hesitate.
"Finger of the Underworld."
Boom.
The Finger of the Underworld was slashed into two by the golden sword aura. The power of the sword aura did not diminish at all.
It still carried a terrifying power and flew towards Yao Xiaotian at an extremely fast speed.
Bang.
The sword aura landed heavily on Yao Xiaotian's body. Yao Xiaotian lowered his head and looked at his body that was pierced by the sword aura.
His aura was gradually weakening.
Bang.
In the end …
Yao Xiaotian's body fell from the sky and landed on the ground below, stirring up a thick layer of dust.