By now, the beasts and the defectors had already confirmed who it was.
Everyone stared furiously at Minister Zuo. They usually respected and worshipped this Minister Zuo but did not expect him to be such a person. On the surface, he said he wanted to protect the relic but in reality, he wanted to usurp the throne. He even killed his own clansmen and tried to frame others.
This kind of behavior made Minister Zuo's high and mighty position fall into the abyss in everyone's hearts.
"The great Minister Zuo is so cruel and unscrupulous."
"The war is upon us and he did such a shameless thing. He's a disgrace to the Luan Tree Clan."
"As Minister Zuo, he killed our brothers. The two generals were only protecting the progenitor tree's heart."
"Damn it."
Hearing this, Yin Hui knelt on the ground. This further proved Minister Zuo's crimes.
In the face of a disaster, something like this happened …
Minister Zuo's eyes were bloodshot. He knew that he had been thoroughly defeated. He had been defeated by Long Chen. From this day on, his status in the Roan Tree Clan would plummet. His name would be infamy for thousands of years, and there was no way he could recover from it. His humiliation turned into rage, and he was on the verge of insanity. Although he had been mentally prepared for this, when it really happened, he still let his rage get the better of him.
He looked at everyone with hatred and growled like a beast.
Finally, his eyes stopped on the Luan Tree King.
"Yin Huo, you are a genius of our clan. I am half your Master."
The Luan Tree King seemed to have predicted all this. This old man was actually very wise. Though his eyes were cloudy, he knew everything.
"King."
Minister Zuo panted heavily.
"Kill him, kill him."
Everyone was furious and shouted.
It was obvious that most of them were extremely angry.
"No, no …"
Yin Hui knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
In reality, more people were grieving. The Left Minister was a great general of the Luan Tree Race, and he was their pillar of support. He was one of the strongest under the Luan Tree King. Without him, they would have no chance of winning the next battle.
Everyone was waiting for the Luan Tree King's punishment.
Only the Luan Tree King could subdue Minister Zuo.
The old man's eyes were cloudy as he landed before Minister Zuo. Minister Zuo looked at him uneasily like a beast and took two steps back.
"Child, I will give you a chance to wash away your sins."
Luan Tree King reached out an old hand and placed it in front of Minister Zuo.
His murky eyes looked at the nervous Minister Zuo and said, "Everyone makes mistakes. I watched you grow up and I understand what you are thinking. Put your hand on mine and when the Yaksha tribe comes, you will fight with me. Only then will you be able to wash away your sin of killing your own people and wash away your sin of greed..."
Hearing this, everyone quietened down.
After all, they were both members of the Mountain Tree Clan, and they were also facing grave danger.
Prime Minister Zuo pointed at himself and stammered, "Can … can I still be cleansed …"
The Mountain Tree Clan was small in number, and killing one of their own was the greatest sin.
"Yes." Luan Tree King nodded.
Minister Zuo's hand trembled as he handed it over to the Luan Tree King. Only then did the Luan Tree King reveal a smile. He brought Minister Zuo away to prepare for the final battle. The others looked at each other. They left some people behind to protect the ancestral tree's heart and bury the two dead generals. More people returned to their positions to prepare for the cruelest battle.
This was just a small interlude.
Long Chen and Lingxi also returned to their residence. Along the way, Yin Luan was very unconvinced, "Father is really too much. Minister Zuo committed such a great sin and he forgave him just like that."
Long Chen chuckled, "Forgiveness is the best punishment. Minister Zuo can't be killed. The Luan Tree King only gave him a chance to escape."
Time passed quietly after they returned.
More and more Yakshas gathered. It was clear that they wanted to kill the Mountain Tree Clan. After hearing the news, the Mountain Tree Clan couldn't raise their fighting spirit. Therefore, the Luan Tree King gathered all his clansmen together and vowed to fight to the death. This was a battle for survival.
The Luan Tree King stood high in the tree. His old back was straight. His eyes were red and full of tears. He said to his people, "Children, I'm older than all of you. I have to admit that today's disaster was caused by my father and grandfather's generation. You have to bear the consequences. I'm sorry to all of you."
His voice was old and choked with sobs. The Mountain Tree Clan couldn't help but shed tears.
"But we, the Mountain Tree Clan, haven't failed."
His voice became louder as he looked into the distance and said, "Planet Luan Tree is our home, our birthplace, our homeland. Our ancestors have lived and reproduced here for generations. We love the trees and the land here. All of this belongs to us. This planet has buried the corpses of countless ancestors. We love this place, this is our home, but today, a group of thugs wants to destroy our home and us. If we don't resist, if we give in, then in a few days, the Luan Tree Clan will completely disappear from this world."
"We have to fight. We can't let those thugs look down on us. We, the Mountain Tree Clan, have great warriors. We can't surrender. Even if we die, we have to fight to the death. We have to teach those thugs a painful lesson. We have to make them never forget us. We have to make them fear us."
"Besides, we might not lose. We just need to work up our courage. We still have help from the human race. You must remember that two days ago, he used his own power to defeat forty thousand Yakshas in an instant. Our enemies didn't increase by much. With his methods, we have to work together and fight to the end. We don't want to die honorably, we want to drive those thugs out of our home. We must kill them. I swear in the name of my ancestors that I will do my best. I will fight to the death. Even if my body is crushed, even if my soul is destroyed, I will make the Yakshas pay a heavy price. I have no regrets."
Long Chen didn't know where the old man got his strength from. He was already in his twilight years, but he was still able to say such words of encouragement. Of course, it was his true feelings. This was indeed their home …
If it were him, his homeland had been invaded, and his race had been nearly wiped out, perhaps he would also be as hot-blooded and full of hatred. Although he didn't know where exactly his homeland was, whether it was Baiyang Town or True Martial Emperor Palace, or perhaps it was the Dragon God Domain, he had a premonition in his heart that perhaps one day, such a disaster would befall him as well. When that time came, would he be like them and fight to the death?
After the Mountain Tree King's speech, the Mountain Tree Clan's blood was boiling. They had placed a lot of hope on Long Chen. Long Chen's previous performance had given them a lot of hope.
All the warriors stood guard at the entrance of the Ancestral Tree City, waiting for the enemy to attack. Before today, they might have been afraid, but at this moment, they only had the conviction to kill their enemies.
Only by defeating the invaders would they be able to survive.
"The other party is ready. There are at least 400,000 Yakshas gathered outside, and they are heading here. There are many experts among them, and they are much stronger than the Mountain Tree Clan. They have a Five Elements Reincarnation Realm warrior, who should be the Yaksha King. There are also three Four Symbols Reincarnation Realm warriors in the late stage, and nearly ten Four Symbols Reincarnation Realm warriors in the early stage. Be careful," Lingxi whispered in Long Chen's ear.
"Don't worry, I have the Time Dragon. They can't do anything to me, and I can at least block them."
Long Chen was confident.
What was going to come would come.
At that moment, countless hunched Yakshas with messy, blood-red hair rushed out of the forest. There were so many of them that they made such a huge commotion. Their excited roars gathered together and formed a terrifying sound wave that swept across the entire Green World. Their roars shook the entire Green World.
The Yakshas were like wild beasts. At this moment, their eyes were bloodshot, and they only knew how to kill. They had long wanted to dominate the Mountain Tree Planet, and the day had finally come.
Both sides had not yet started fighting, but their eyes were already bloodshot.
Suddenly, the 400,000 Yakshas stopped. It was a sea of blood, and one could not see the end of it. The exuberant bloody aura of the Yakshas combined to form a thick layer of blood-colored clouds in the sky.
The ferocious aura made one feel suffocated.
Suddenly, a small figure among the Yakshas rose into the sky. Compared to the 400,000 Yakshas, he was indeed insignificant, but in Long Chen's eyes, this warrior alone was more terrifying than the 400,000 Yakshas.
It was the Yaksha King.
Long Chen couldn't see the Yaksha King's appearance clearly from afar, but he could see that his entire body was blood-red, without a trace of any other color. That blood-red color was even purer than Long Chen's, and this Yaksha King was actually a woman. She didn't have any clothes covering her body, but the pair of breasts in front of her made people completely unable to have any thoughts of touching them.
The Yaksha King's blood-colored eyes turned corporeal, and they shot towards the Green World.
Instantly, the Green World trembled again.
The Yaksha King licked his scarlet tongue, and his shrill voice pierced through the air. The Mountain Tree Race's faces turned ugly.
"Mountain Tree King, coward, come out!"
The Yaksha King actually dared to challenge the Mountain Tree King.
The Yakshas did not move, obviously waiting for the Yaksha King to fight the Mountain Tree King first.
"The Mountain Tree Race is indeed a weak race that should be eliminated. The Mountain Tree King doesn't even have the guts to fight."
The Yaksha King laughed shrilly.
Countless Yakshas were shouting and yelling.
Under such pressure, the Mountain Tree King's morale would plummet if he did not act.