"Then my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect chooses to submit!" Ning Fengzhi finally chose to grit his teeth and said.
He had no other choice.
Submit and live.
Who was the only one who didn't submit?
How should he choose?
Everyone knew what to choose!
Just as Hun Xiu had said, the weak did not have the right to choose. They only had a fate that had been arranged for them!
The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was still too weak, how could he choose to submit!
Who asked the Martial Spirit Hall to be too strong?
There was no choice!
Death?
It wasn't scary.
What was scary was that it was worse than death!
If he was the only one who died, so what if he didn't submit?
But …
If he died, it would be the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Thousands of deaths, how should he choose?
He could only choose to submit.
… ….
"Sigh …"
When Ning Fengzhi made his choice, Gu Rong sighed in his heart.
He didn't blame Ning Fengzhi for making such a choice, because he knew.
Ning Fengzhi had no other choice!
He understood Ning Fengzhi's choice.
If.
If the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was strong enough, they wouldn't have to be so aggrieved.
In the end, they were too weak. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was too weak.
… ….
Ning Fengzhi chose to submit. Hun Xiu wasn't too surprised. After all, tens of thousands of people were killed.
As the Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi didn't want to see it at all.
Moreover.
Facing five Title Douluo.
He had no power to resist.
Similarly, he had no power to resist.
He didn't have absolute power. Who wanted to see blood flowing like a river?
Submission and compromise were his only choices.
He had no choice!
… ….
"Third Consecrator, Fourth Consecrator, you guys stay in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and help Sect Master Ning!" Hun Xiu said indifferently.
"Yes!"
The Third Consecrator and Fourth Consecrator stood out and nodded slightly.
Hun Xiu walked forward and patted Ning Fengzhi's shoulder, "Sect Master Ning, take care."
"Don't play any tricks, the last person who played tricks has already become a pile of yellow soil."
"I don't want to see you follow in that person's footsteps!"
Ning Fengzhi's body trembled, "I don't dare!"
"It's best if you don't dare."
Hun Xiu released his grip, and said to the other two Spirit Hall worshippers, "Let's go, the next stop is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Yes!"
The other Fifth Consecrator and Sixth Consecrator nodded slightly and followed Hun Xiu out of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
The Third and Fourth Consecrators were left behind.
…
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong shuddered when they heard this. It turned out that Hun Xiu had brought so many Titled Douluo with him.
Their target was the Upper Three Sects!
From the looks of it.
Now, other than the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the hidden Supreme Sky Sect had also submitted.
Now, all that was missing was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
…
Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In the main hall.
The atmosphere was extremely stifling.
Hun Xiu appeared at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with his two reverends and faced the Martial Spirit Palace's summons.
The clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen, didn't seem to agree. The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely stifling.
It was as if blood would splatter five steps away at any time.
…
Hun Xiu looked at Yu Yuanzhen with a cold smile. "Clan leader Yu, are you really going to reject the Martial Spirit Palace's summons?"
"Of course!"
Yu Yuanzhen said without hesitation. "My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan won't submit to anyone, not even the Martial Spirit Palace."
Hun Xiu said coldly, "Clan leader Yu, have you thought about the consequences?"
"Of course!"
Yu Yuanzhen said. "My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan won't submit to anyone. We are dragons and will always be dragons. We won't become someone's dog, let alone a lackey!"
"Good!"
Hun Xiu nodded slightly and gave Yu Yuanzhen a thumbs up. "You're amazing. You're so noble!"
"Get rid of him!"
"Since he doesn't want to be a dog, then let him be a dead dragon!"
"Yes!"
The fifth and sixth reverends nodded and moved like phantoms.
The reverends of the Martial Spirit Palace had to be at least a rank 95 Titled Douluo before they could become a reverend of the Martial Spirit Palace.
The fifth and sixth reverends were both rank 96 Titled Douluo, and they were up against Yu Yuanzhen, who was only at rank 95.
There wasn't much of a stir.
It was a one-sided battle.
It was a complete one-sided battle.
"Puchi …"
Yu Yuanzhen's neck was bleeding. A Titled Douluo had fallen just like that. His eyes were wide open.
Blood stained his robes and throne!
Yu Yuanzhen didn't think that he would die so quickly.
He had thought that he would be able to withstand two attacks, but he hadn't even been able to withstand one.
He had been killed in an instant!
He died with his eyes wide open.
This was the most humiliating way for a Titled Douluo to die.
He hadn't even attacked!
He was gone!
He was nothing!
… …
Yu Luomian was dumbstruck. His big brother had just said that he was gone.
He had died a little too quickly!
What was he going to do?
What was he going to do?
His big brother, Yu Yuanzhen, was dead. He didn't even have a chance to speak before he was gone.
They were too powerful.
They were absolutely invincible!
Was this how terrifying the Martial Spirit Palace was?
How terrifying!
How terrifying!
After the fifth and sixth reverends were done, they turned to Yu Luomian with bloodthirsty smiles.
"Your Holiness, there's still one more person here. Do you want to kill him?
Or do you want to keep him? "
"Gulp …"
Yu Luomian hurriedly knelt down without any hesitation. "Your Holiness, I surrender! I'm willing to surrender!"
"You …"
Hun Xiu appraised Yu Luomian. "Yu Yuanzhen is dead now. Can you control the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Yu Luomian hurriedly replied, "Yes, I can!
I'm the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. I can control the clan. "
"Alright!"
Hun Xiu nodded. "You're the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from now on."
"Thank you, Your Holiness!"
"Thank you, Your Holiness!"
"… …"
Yu Luomian hurriedly knelt down, deeply grateful to Hun Xiu. He'd wanted to replace the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for a long time, but he'd never had the chance.
Now …
With Yu Yuanzhen dead, Yu Luomian could officially become the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Fifth reverend, sixth reverend, you'll stay in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to assist Yu Luomian for now!"
"Anyone who speaks ill of the Martial Spirit Palace must be eradicated!" Hun Xiu said calmly.
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
The fifth and sixth reverend nodded.
Hun Xiu glanced at the fallen Yu Yuanzhen on the throne and said faintly, "Your fall is worthless!"
"You're a dragon!"
"But that doesn't mean everyone else is a dragon. If you don't want to be the Martial Spirit Palace's lackey, there are plenty of others who are!"
"From now on, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be the Martial Spirit Palace's lackey. You won't be able to see it."
"None of this will change just because you're dead!"
"Your death has no value!"
… …
"Yu Luomian!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
Yu Luomian hurriedly stepped forward.
Hun Xiu said, "Your brother, Yu Yuanzhen, has several soul bones; I'll be giving them to you."
"I hope you can use these soul bones to become a Titled Douluo."
"Can you do that?"