Zi Chen retreated with a few people. The Yin Yang Seal enveloped the Glory Clan, causing an uproar in the distance. It was clear that the negotiations had broken down. Since the two sides couldn't reach a consensus, they could only fight.
The last hope in their hearts was shattered. The cultivators of the Glory Clan all paled.
It didn't matter if they were prepared for battle or not. They all took out their weapons. They knew what to do in the face of a life-and-death crisis.
Yang Yao was Geng Yuanchan's greatest reliance. He was also the guarantee that the two aristocratic families would suffer the least losses. He had never been noticed by the Glory Clan. Who would have thought that he would be killed at the last moment? Geng Yuanchan still didn't know how Zi Chen had sensed that Yang Yao was under his control.
The Yin Yang Seal was right in front of them. It shone with both yin and yang light. If they wanted to destroy the Glory Clan, they had to break this seal first.
Zi Chen quickly retreated with his people. As they retreated, Zi Chen waved his sleeve. Many celestial soldiers appeared, emitting a dazzling light.
These celestial soldiers had been seized by Zi Chen. They were very different from the celestial soldiers of the Zhanwu Continent. Most of them didn't have soldier spirits. Even if they did, they weren't very strong. There were too many of them and it wasn't easy to sell them. However, they were easier to control than the celestial soldiers of the Zhanwu Continent.
This was also a characteristic of the star path. Heavenly realms could be seen everywhere, so celestial soldiers weren't that valuable. In fact, strictly speaking, the celestial soldiers of the star path weren't real celestial soldiers. At the very least, they couldn't be compared to Zi Chen's saber spirit. However, to the Glory Clan, these celestial soldiers were still very valuable.
Those without celestial soldiers were shocked when they saw these celestial soldiers.
"Those without weapons, hurry up and pick one. When you see your enemies, don't be merciful. Use your strongest attack. Remember, it's your strongest attack. You may only have one chance. If you can't kill the enemy, you'll die."
Zi Chen's voice reverberated in the Sea of Consciousness of all the Glory Clan members. He was trying to wake them up at the last moment. Even if he couldn't wake them up, as long as they followed his instructions, the death rate would be reduced.
After retreating for some distance, Brilliant turned around and accelerated towards a certain direction. The four elders followed closely behind.
Zi Chen and Xing Chen stopped. According to the plan, everything here was left to the two of them. Zi Chen shouted to the surrounding people, "Everyone, back off."
These people retreated as they were told. There were still some Heavenly Soldiers that had not been taken away, but at this moment, they could not care less.
In the outside world, the Saints had already made their moves. Terrifying Saint Force surged wildly.
One attack after another appeared, targeting the Yin Yang Restriction.
Six Saints, attacking together, the power of the attack was beyond imagination.
Swoosh.
Looking at these attacks, Zi Chen's expression was cold. He transmitted his thoughts, and the restriction that had just appeared quickly disappeared. The entire Glory Clan appeared in front of these Saint power attacks.
"Boom." "Boom."
The attacks landed one after another and exploded in an instant, forming a terrifying energy ripple that shook in all directions.
Wherever the ripple passed, many buildings of the Glory Clan were instantly reduced to dust. Some of the Heavenly Soldiers that had not been taken away in time were also destroyed.
Endless smoke and dust filled the sky. Terrifying energy waves spread in all directions. In an instant, one-eighth of the huge clan had disappeared.
This was the power of a Saint's attack.
The Glory Clan members who had retreated were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
Zi Chen stood at the edge of the energy waves. Xing Chen, who was beside him, was nowhere to be seen. He quietly looked at the six Saints in front of him and said indifferently, "What's wrong? You dare to come here to kill, but now you don't dare to come in. This is your guts. Mere Saints are nothing more than this."
Zi Chen's voice reverberated between heaven and earth. His voice was so loud that it was shocking.
A Heaven Realm cultivator challenging a Saint, and six of them at that. This had never happened in history. Even if Zi Chen died today, these people would not forget what he said today.
Mere Saints were nothing more than this.
All the Saints' eyes hardened. From what had just happened, they could see Zi Chen's decisiveness.
He could remove the restriction in an instant and allow the energy to wreak havoc on the Glory Clan. Although there were no casualties, the Glory Clan had lost one-eighth of their many years of wealth.
In their eyes, this decisiveness was more like unscrupulous means.
In order to win, he was willing to sacrifice everything.
Looking at the Heaven Realm cultivator Zi Chen, who stood alone in front of them, the Saints hesitated and did not immediately choose to go forward.
Geng Yuanyan stared fixedly at Zi Chen. He knew that Zi Chen was very strong, but sometimes a person's strength did not mean anything. Moreover, in front of six Saints, Zi Chen's strength was nothing. He waved his sleeves and shouted coldly, "Kill."
The cultivators of the two clans, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, rushed toward the Glory Clan, which had no restriction.
Geng Yuanyan looked at Zi Chen with a mocking smile in his cold eyes. His expression seemed to be saying, "Let's see if you can still hold up the restriction now."
If they didn't open the restriction now, these people would definitely rush in and massacre the tribe. In fact, the Glory Tribe would be wiped out even if the Saints didn't do anything.
However, if he held up the restriction now and stopped these people from rushing in, the Saints would act and forcefully shatter the restriction.
No matter what choice he made, the Glory Clan would be destroyed.
It was an endless cycle.
Seeing this, the others could not help but admire Geng Yuanyan's scheming.
Faced with such an endless cycle, what choice should Zi Chen make?
He was here to protect this clan. He definitely wouldn't just watch this clan be destroyed. This choice seemed to be very difficult to make.
But … was it difficult?
No.
Zi Chen still stood in front of them without any change in his expression. He did not seem to be in a dilemma. He did not seem to be in a difficult position because he did not know what choice to make.
He did not have a choice, or rather, he had already made a choice … to let these people in and kill as they pleased.
Of course, Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts still had something to say to the Glory Clan. His words were cold and merciless.
"The Yin Yang Restriction is used to deal with the Saints. It will not protect you. Now, you only have two choices: kill or be killed."
Shouts rose, energy collided, and blood splattered.
The two sides had already made contact. Casualties appeared instantly. There were Glory Clan members and foreign clans, but the Glory Clan had lost more people.
Shouts rose and fell all around. One could even hear the Glory Clan cultivators cursing. These curses were directed at Zi Chen, implying that he had harmed everyone by not removing the restriction.
Zi Chen's expression did not change. These people would die in the next moment. He did not need to care about the dead.
The current Zi Chen was cold and merciless, treating human lives like grass. He was very different from the Zi Chen who had declared that everyone was equal when he fought with Luo Fei.
But this was the real Zi Chen.
In the face of unavoidable sacrifices, he would never back down because he wanted more people to live.
The killing continued. It was very tragic. The Glory Clan had been free for too long and had lost the courage they should have. The death toll continued to rise.
The foreign clans in the distance watched this tragic battle with their hearts pounding.
At this moment, only Zi Chen could save them. As long as he removed the Yin Yang Restriction, even if he could not destroy all the foreign clans, he could destroy most of them and save more people.
But he did not. He still stood in front of the Saints. Around him, not a single foreign clan member dared to step forward.
As a Heaven Realm cultivator, it took a lot of courage to fight against six Saints.
At this moment, everyone saw Zi Chen's decisiveness and ruthlessness. They saw Zi Chen's ruthlessness and mercilessness.
But they did not understand the point of doing so.
Even if they were able to fend off the Saints, the other members of the two aristocratic families would be able to annihilate the Glorious Clan.
They could not understand Zi Chen's actions, but they remembered his cold-bloodedness.
"Poof." "Poof." "Poof."
One by one, the Glory Clan members fell. Blood splattered on the bodies of others.
Zi Chen did not release the restriction. The Holy Maiden and the Elders were nowhere to be found. At this moment, the Glory Clan members were in complete despair.
In this moment of despair, they were faced with a choice. They could die in despair or go crazy in despair.
Without a doubt, some people chose the former and died completely.
Some people chose the latter and went crazy.
After the baptism of battle, only those who could survive were the true elites.
The death toll of the Glory Clan cultivators decreased. Besides the fact that they had started to fight back, it was also because most of the people who should have died were already dead.
The Saints sneered. Even if they did not participate in this battle, the Glory Clan would still be destroyed. And at that time, those people would turn back to kill Zi Chen.
Zi Chen's spiritual senses kept a close watch on the surroundings. At this moment, the foreign clans on the periphery finally rushed into the Glory Clan.
"Now's the time."
Zi Chen's heart stirred. The Cauldron of All Creation appeared in the void and flew forward. As it flew forward, rays of light scattered from time to time.
These rays of light would appear behind the foreign clans and turn into human figures. The moment the human figures appeared, blade light would appear.
"Poof." "Poof." "Poof."
One by one, heads flew. Headless corpses spewed blood. The blood splattered on the Glory Clan members in front, causing them to be in a daze.
Rays of light fell one after another. Heads flew up one after another. Faces with sinister smiles appeared in the vision of the Glory Clan members, the foreign clans in the distance, and the Saints.
They were surrounded by a strong murderous aura. They were like evil spirits from hell.
They did not use any Heaven Dao techniques, but each time they attacked, they would deal the most fatal blow to their opponents.
If the Glory Clan members were sheep, then the foreign clans of the two aristocratic families were a pack of wolves. The situation was completely one-sided when the sheep faced the pack of wolves.
However, the cultivators who appeared later were like a pack of ferocious tigers. Just one of them was extremely powerful. Now, a pack of them had appeared. They faced off against the pack of wolves, and the battlefield was a complete massacre.
If the foreign clans were ruthless enough, then these slaves who had suffered too much in the past were even more ruthless.
When they killed, they had sinister smiles on their faces. The moment they appeared, they went crazy.
They were roaring and laughing. They bathed in the blood that splattered everywhere, as if they were enjoying the beauty of the battle.
The situation on the battlefield changed instantly with the appearance of these six thousand slaves.
The situation of defeat was reversed in an instant.
Blood splattered on the ground and seeped into the earth.