Fight fearlessly, bleed fearlessly!

As for pulling alliances apart, all those transactional methods, they are supplementary, not the main focus. Luo Xiuqing has flip-flopped his priorities."

Chen Yan stood aside, listening to the conversation between Guen and East Sea, and the more he listened, the stranger his expression became.

This Guen, always gives the feeling that he...

Is ruthless enough!

That day, Chen Yan witnessed East Sea decisively slaughter the entire upper echelon of the Black Wood Tribe, massacring all the Clan Elders Council members. Those thunderous methods were brutal and decisive enough.

Today, upon closer inspection, Guen’s madness exceeds East Sea by far!

Moreover... as a person of the Ghost Race, he truly does not care about the lives and deaths of the Ghost Race people.

It was as if Guen sensed Chen Yan’s odd gaze, he suddenly turned around, glanced at Chen Yan.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Do you think I’m cold-blooded, unsympathetic towards the deaths and injuries of my clan?"

Chen Yan remained silent, merely watching Guen.

Guen smiled slightly, his smile indifferent and cool: "Do you think the ancestor cares about the life and death of the Ghost Race people? Ha!"

Guen clapped Chen Yan’s shoulder, lowered his voice: "You don’t truly believe that, back in the day, the ancestor created the Ghost Race Cultivation Technique, founded the Ghost Race, because the ancestor was compassionate, do you?"

Then he sneered, turned, and left with his head held high.

East Sea watched Guen’s back shadow for a long time, watched as Guen strode towards the highest tower in the Inner City, the stone tower symbolizing the highest power of the Black Wood Tribe’s Clan Elders Council.

After a while, East Sea retrieved his gaze, looked at Chen Yan, his expression slightly gentler: "Come on, let me take you somewhere."

Chen Yan smiled bitterly: "Where to now? This time, you’re not going to shut me away for long again, are you?"

"Taking you to grab some things, and then... send you away." East Sea sighed: "According to Guen’s antics, Southern Border is about to fall into chaos."

Chen Yan nodded, followed East Sea towards the Inner City gate.

After walking for a bit, he suddenly felt a torrential momentum erupt abruptly from the direction of the stone tower belonging to the Clan Elders Council within the Inner City!

That momentum surged like tidal waves, expanding outwards! Under the intense pressure, the Heaven and Earth seemed to faintly change color!

A sort of Power of Rules that faintly evokes Heaven and Earth’s majesty is contained within!

Soon after, a cold hum was heard, Guen’s voice, along with this Heaven and Earth majesty, spread in all directions, the sound waves rolling out, crossing the Inner City, covering a radius of dozens of kilometers!

The Inner City, Outer City, villages where the Black Wood Tribe resides...

Everyone clearly heard Guen’s voice that carried a Heavenly majesty mixed within!

"I, Guen of the Black Wood Tribe, hold the position of the Ghost Race’s eighteen tribes’ Common Lord by the Saint’s decree! Relying on the ancestor’s divine might, commanding the Ghost Race’s eighteen tribes!

Starting today...

Those who are not loyal, will be executed!

Those who defy, will be executed!

Those who are disrespectful, will be executed!

Those who are cowardly, will be executed!

Those who are indecisive, will be executed!

Those who cause chaos, will be executed!

As Chen Yan followed East Sea out of the Inner City, passing through the city gate, he heard Guen’s command, agitated by Mana, resonating throughout the Black Wood Tribe.

Chen Yan’s complexion slightly changed, feeling the surging Mana fluctuation. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Guen’s momentum grew more intense, the fluttering of Mana stirred the flow of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi!

That momentum...

Celestial Human Realm... not only! Continuing to elevate, then Golden Body Realm... finally, after the momentum soared to Primordial Spirit Realm, the oppressive momentum hidden with Heavenly Dao Rules nearly suffocated Chen Yan, standing there, just feeling his body stiffen, unable to take even a single step!

Only East Sea, with a calm expression, patted Chen Yan’s shoulder, a gentle Primordial Qi flowed over, relieving Chen Yan’s chest.

Chen Yan exhaled, glanced at East Sea: "Senior, why aren’t you..."

East Sea shook his head: "That old madman’s cultivation far surpasses mine, I cannot contend with him. However, before leaving, the ancestor gave me a Magic Sword for protection, so I’m not afraid of his oppressive momentum."

He spoke while his gaze became deep, muttered softly: "The old madman has been holding back for hundreds of years, just let him have a fit."

Chen Yan’s expression was grave: "It seems he’s about to do something big, will Southern Border truly become chaotic?"

"Let it be chaotic; if it doesn’t become chaotic, the Demon Race as well, the various major sects and families will truly think the Ghost Race is easy to bully."

Chen Yan remained silent, thinking deeply.

East Sea tugged at his lips: "Actually, whether the Ghost Race is easy to bully or not, doesn’t matter at all.

But the Ghost Race was created by the ancestor; if the Ghost Race is weak, people would think, not that the Ghost Race is easy to bully, but that the ancestor Venerable is easy to bully.

If the ancestor’s prestige falls, then those Saint Venerables from other rival factions might start to pry around."

Chen Yan’s mind stirred: "In the Domain Realm, are there many dirty dealings among those Venerable Saints?"

"Grudges, there’s always some." East Sea was unconcerned: "They are beings who have lived for tens of thousands of years; when time goes on, it’s inevitable that quite a lot of grudges accumulate.

Besides, when they fight, neither can kill the other — since they can’t kill each other, many hatreds cannot be settled.

Hatreds that cannot be settled can only accumulate, day after day, year after year.

I can’t kill you, so I’ll have to let your disciples and followers die in batches.

You kill my disciples and followers, needless to say, I’ll have to return the favor.

Back and forth, you’d think, over tens of thousands of years, how much resentment could have accumulated?"

Chen Yan recalled the scenes he witnessed in the City of No Return, where the Ghost Race and Demon Race built city walls, caught in chaotic skirmishes...

"If this war breaks out, many people will surely die." Chen Yan sighed.