Chapter 247: Massacre, the Five Tribes' Secret, the Divine Clan's Arrival, Saintess Marriage!

This is cruel.

But no one can say anything.

The weak must be beaten; this is an unchanging law through the ages.

The Ancient Sea Clan's tyranny and bluntness stem fundamentally from their strength.

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith are rules set by the Human Clan themselves; for the ancient peoples, they value combat power above all, with martial ways supreme.

Within the Eastern Wilderness, apart from the Da Xia Dynasty, which chose fierce resistance at once, the other states submitted, represented by the Fuyu Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty.

But the fate of submission is even more tragic: a proud dynasty reduced to a plaything of the Sea Clan.

They have slain too many; intimidation is one aspect, but the more important factor is the Human Clan. They do not simply relish killing; the Humans contain the power of heaven and earth, and consuming them brings great benefit to the Sea Clan.

Establishing authority must be done, and killing must be done.

Describing the Sea Clan's conduct in the Eastern Wilderness as rampant tyranny is no exaggeration.

In the Great Jin Dynasty, the Second Prince's face turned deathly pale; although he gained the Sea Clan's support and recognition, his brothers and sisters were almost all brutally killed by the Sea Clan.

As royalty, he cares little for sibling affection, yet seeing his own subjects and kin meet such a fate is something he cannot accept.

What he knows even better is that if he does not accept it, his own fate could be even worse.

The Seventh Prince of the East Sea made a simple demand: five million Humans as tribute. He gave little time and did not even negotiate with the Great Jin Second Prince, directly ordering his subordinates to carry it out.

All people encountered, whether nobles or common folk, were seized outright and prepared for transport to the sea.

Similarly, the princes of the South Sea and West Sea acted the same; aside from the Third Prince of the North Sea, who was still battling the Da Xia Dynasty, the princes of the three great Dragon Palaces have completed their harvest.

Their purpose is simple: a total of twenty million people, serving as an appetizer and a show of power.

They want all under heaven to fear the Sea Clan and to know how powerful the Sea Clan is.

In under half a day, within the Great Jin Imperial Palace, the Seventh Prince's garments were disheveled; before him lay dozens of female corpses, yet he sat upright on the dragon throne, appearing unusually calm.

Beside him, the Great Jin Second Prince trembled, his former dignity, former dominance, former boldness now becoming the biggest joke at this moment.

"Report."

"Seventh Prince, five million have already been sent to the sea; please issue further orders, Prince."

A figure entered, ignoring the grim scene in the hall, and asked directly.

"Return to the palace."

The Seventh Prince spoke coolly, ordering the soldiers to return.

At the same time, he rose and fixed his gaze on the Great Jin Second Prince, saying,

"From today onward, you are the ruler of the Great Jin Dynasty."

"As long as you obey, the East Sea Dragon Palace will support you."

"But if you dare any disrespect or harbor other thoughts, you know the consequences."

"From now on, every month send one hundred thousand people to the East Sea."

The Seventh Prince's voice remained calm, still issuing commands and notices without any tone of negotiation.

If you can do it, do it; if not, replace you with someone else.

"Understood."

The Great Jin Second Prince knelt on the ground, bowing devoutly, showing no disrespect to the Seventh Prince from the Eastern Wilderness.

"Heh, ants."

The Seventh Prince tidied his clothes a bit, stepped on the cold corpses, and walked out of the hall.

The contempt in his eyes could not be feigned.

It was genuine contempt.

This is not treating the Human Clan as ants, but as beasts.

Watching the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace depart, the Great Jin Second Prince hesitated to stand, and only after they had fully left did he slowly utter a sound.

Tick—

Tick—

Tears fell, soaking the palm he used to support himself on the ground; he looked up slightly and saw bodies lying in all directions, a particularly tragic sight.

The Great Era has arrived, and the Human Clan's dynasties appear utterly ridiculous—truly ridiculous.

"Gu Jin Nian, return soon."

"Kill them all!!!"

He roared inside, though the Great Jin Dynasty and Gu Jin Nian had once been enemies, now the Great Jin emperor is dead, and all grudges have turned to smoke.

Now the enemy of everyone has emerged.

Ancient Five Tribes!

They are too overbearing.

And too brutal.

An hour later.

The world boiled over; the events in the Eastern Wilderness spread across the Divine Continent, the revival of the Ancient Five Tribes, an undeniable news, and all the great powers of the Great Era are watching this matter.

Messages poured out one after another.

"The twin emperors of the Fuyu Dynasty are dead; the empress committed suicide, unable to bear the humiliation."

"The Great Jin emperor was beheaded; the royal line suffered heavy casualties."

"The ruler of the Ancient Decay Kingdom and twelve princesses were brutally slain in the great hall, a sight too horrible to behold."

"The Tian Po Kingdom was annihilated; not a single commoner escaped to ascend to heaven."

The news spread, clouding people's hearts; they learned the Five Tribes are powerful and overbearing, that this is a cataclysm, yet they did not expect such direct ferocity.

But the only good news is that the Da Xia Dynasty still fights to the death; once Da Xia soldiers cease fearing death, the battle intensifies, and the Sea Clan's troops cannot fight on land for long.

The most suitable place for them is still the deep sea.

Thus, the great battle lasted for several days, and the Sea Clan soldiers eventually began to encounter problems. Although they still held the advantage, it was far more troublesome than expected. Their original plan had been to sweep everything aside within three days and storm the Da Xia Imperial Palace.

But what they hadn't anticipated was that the Da Xia Dynasty was too fierce; it showed not the slightest fear, preferring to sacrifice everything rather than submit to the North Sea Dragon Palace.

"Are you really not afraid of Gu Jin Nian's emergence? If a Human Clan sage emerges from the Taihao Fairyland, a great reckoning with the Sea Clan is inevitable."

"Is there anyone who would deceive our Human Clan?"

"We, the Human Clan, will remember this grievance, and one day we will clear our past shame."

Various voices rang out.

People felt stifled and uncomfortable, and were filled with hatred.

But in the face of absolute power, no amount of stifling or discomfort matters; the Sea Clan simply does not regard the Human Clan as humans.

Within Da Xia.

Sea Clan soldiers were locked in fierce combat, leaving no room for retreat. The North Sea Third Prince slightly frowned; seated in the Dragon Palanquin, he thought that, given the current situation, reaching the Da Xia Imperial Palace within three days was still difficult.

"Crown Prince, time is short; shall we strike directly and complete the final harvest?"

A guard beside the Dragon Palanquin spoke up, unable to stay silent.

The Four Seas Dragon Palace came this time on missions, each offering a sacrifice of five million people to achieve the final revival.

Moreover, they cannot linger here; this visit is both a mission and a show of force. If they could stay longer, such measures wouldn't be necessary; they could harvest in another way.

"No."

"The power of the Seven Realms can only target the Seven Realms; once the will of this world perceives it, we will not fare well either."

"Fight for another day; if that proves impossible, withdraw immediately."

The North Sea Third Prince shook his head, rejecting the idea of acting himself.

In fact, this emergence was not a true revival; they had merely bought a breather and needed a blood sacrifice of the Human Clan to unlock the final shackles. Only then would the true emergence occur.

Otherwise, such trouble would be unnecessary; a mere dynasty built by ants could be crushed with a single slap.

Having received the reply, the guard said no more.

"Kill!"

The ruthless voice fell.

The great battle continued, and corpse after corpse appeared.

Blood! Turning into an ocean.

Killing aura! Soaring straight to the heavens.

War spirit!

Never ceasing.

The Da Xia Dynasty displayed an unwavering resolve, showing the world just how terrifying the Da Xia Dynasty truly is.

However, a heavier piece of news was transmitted.

Someone saw a group of beings whose bodies glowed entirely, heading toward the Central Continent.

They were the Divine Clan.

Members of the Divine Clan had also revived; they were few, but each was like a celestial pride.

Central Continent Dynasty.

A total of ten individuals.

Their bodies glowed entirely, bearing ancient chanting saints; each appeared extraordinarily divine. These were the Divine Clan's elites, each exuding superiority, their gazes not scornful but proud.

The ten were like ten great suns; they arrived together, and no one dared to stand in their way.

And so it was.

The ten entered the Central Continent Imperial Palace, standing outside the Hall of the Four Seas United, their expressions supremely arrogant.

Yet likewise, the palace had no defenses.

Within the main hall.

The Central Continent Great Emperor sat calmly on the Dragon Throne, his gaze falling upon the ten, appearing especially tranquil.

The ten of the Divine Clan seemed to sense the Great Emperor's gaze; they felt no fear whatsoever, and walked into the hall with dignified, dragon-like strides.

After seeing the Great Emperor of the Central Continent.

The first person on the left spoke directly.

"Ruler of the Central Continent."

"Our identities need no introduction, right?"

He spoke from above, even when facing the Central Continent emperor, without calling him emperor or king.

In the Divine Clan's view, emperor or king is a supreme title, which they deem the Human Clan unworthy of.

Calling him 'ruler' is already the best title they consider appropriate.

"Speak plainly."

The Central Continent Great Emperor, also lofty, was unafraid of them and directly asked what their purpose was.

Hearing this, the ten clearly felt displeased, but they were not as domineering as the Sea Clan; perhaps they feared the Central Continent Dynasty, or perhaps it was due to their own motives.

"Our clan elders have issued a decree."

"We are willing to coexist peacefully, not to add new bloodshed. The deeds of the Sea Clan disgrace our Divine Clan; if the ruler is willing to cede half of the Central Continent's territory to us, along with granting us full control,..."

"You remain the ruler of the Central Continent; this is a transaction, and you have seen how the Sea Clan treats the living beings of the Eastern Wilderness Realm."

"The Divine Clan has always advocated peace, unwilling to stir such great waves."

"Moreover, if you, the ruler, are willing to agree, the Divine Clan will spare no cost to aid the Central Continent, anything?"

He laid out his conditions, explaining his intentions.

Control?

On the Dragon Throne, the Great Emperor of the Central Continent wore an utterly calm expression, muttering these three words to himself.

In fact, it's not about control. The Human Race has its own life, and we don't wish to interfere excessively. Whatever you wish to do, you may do, provided you agree to three conditions. If you fulfill them, the Divine Race can aid the Central Continent dynasty, making it the foremost dynasty under heaven.

He spoke slowly, reiterating once more so that the Great Emperor of the Central Continent would not misunderstand or overthink.

Those three conditions?

The Great Emperor of the Central Continent asked.

First, find the Nine Tripods for our Divine Race; none may be missing.

Second, sacrifice three thousand boy and girl children each year.

Third, the Divine Race must have the highest say, possess a supreme status that exempts all, and hold the ultimate authority over life and death.

Of course, if the Divine Race errs somewhere, you may point it out, and we can discuss it properly.

If agreeable, this Golden Core can be presented to you as a greeting gift; this Yin‑Yang Golden Core can extend your life by a thousand years and allow you to directly enter the Seventh Realm.

While speaking, the other party also produced a Golden Core surrounded by Yin‑Yang qi—a supreme treasure; the Divine Race truly is generous.

Yet the Central Continent emperor slowly rose, his face full of coldness.

Seeking the Nine Tripods, sacrificing three thousand children, and demanding a supreme status and the ultimate authority over life and death—your Divine Race is truly greedy.

He spoke, his heart filled with ridicule.

What are these demands? Nothing more than making the Central Continent dynasty a puppet of the Divine Race.

He is not foolish; how could he possibly agree?

Yet when the Great Emperor of the Central Continent spoke coldly, he showed no anger at all, only a smiling face.

Greedy?

You may look at the current state of the Eastern Wilderness; compared with the Sea Race, we have not a hint of greed.

Moreover, the Divine Race's numbers are far fewer than the Sea Race, yet our strength surpasses theirs; if you doubt it, feel free to test.

However, once the Divine Race makes a move, you will have no room for bargaining.

To put it bluntly, should we wish, we could fully support your descendants to inherit the Central Continent throne; in that case, what right do you have to negotiate with us?

At present, the Divine Race does not wish any turmoil nor to increase bloodshed.

The opportunities left for you are few, and you have no real standing to negotiate.

He spoke, always in a lofty tone.

Nevertheless, the Divine Race truly has such confidence; their ten members dared to come forward, naturally possessing corresponding assurance.

No trump card?

I shall see where you get that tone.

The Great Emperor of the Central Continent spoke, and true dragon aura streamed out, suppressing the great hall and sealing everything.

The terrifying force was like a Divine Mountain pressing down.

Yet the ten's expressions remained calm; they felt no emotion and sensed no oppression.

At this moment, atop the Dragon Throne, the Central Continent emperor's expression grew strange; it was unreasonable—he is an emperor, endowed with true dragon destiny, so his strength should, in a sense, equal the Seventh Realm.

But those ten seemed unaffected; it was too odd.

Ruler of the Central Continent.

We, the Divine Race, are protected by Heaven and Earth; as long as we do not strike first, no one can strike us.

You possess imperial destiny; we have known that for a long time, yet that is not why we fear you, nor is it the basis for your negotiations with us.

Give your final answer; we have no time to waste here.

The first person on the left spoke, unafraid of the pressure. They stated their reasons, while also being aggressively demanding.

Hearing this, the Central Continent emperor remained expressionless; he believed what those people said, but so what?

Heaven and Earth protection? Unfortunately, you are already in the past; this era has its own Heavenly Champion.

The Central Continent emperor spoke, answering with his will.

You speak of Gu Jin Nian?

He is indeed powerful, a top of the Human Race; even in the ancient ages he would be a strong one, worthy of royalty. Yet even royalty in those times had to act according to the Divine Race's favor.

Your Excellency, the time left for you is short.

The latter continued to urge the other.

But as the words fell, the Great Emperor of the Central Continent's icy voice rang out.

Get back.

Tell the Divine Race.

Da Xia fears no death, and the Central Continent also fears no death.

I can see that your Five Races have not fully revived; this emergence is merely to assert power and suppress the Human Race's destiny.

He spoke, and at that point his gaze turned exceedingly cold.

Your purpose in doing this is to have Heaven and Earth recognize your existence, weakening the Great World's destiny, correct?

He voiced the purpose of the Five Races' revival this time.

As he said so, the ten's expressions did not change, especially the man on the far left, who couldn't help but let out a light laugh.

Impressive, ruler of the Human Race, your thoughts are so many; unfortunately, you guessed wrong.

He spoke, denying that possibility.

Hahaha.

Yet the Central Continent emperor burst into laughter, his gaze turning to the other side, then speaking with utter indifference.

If that were truly the case, you would not explain.

"It seems I've guessed right; you intend to cut the great world's fortune."

The Central Continent Emperor said with a firm tone.

He sensed it, though he wasn't very confident; now the other's attitude let him instantly spot a flaw and confirm his own thought.

"If Your Excellency wishes to think that way, then think so."

"However, it seems Your Excellency does not accept this condition of our Divine Clan."

"Since that's the case, then Your Excellency can watch at your leisure."

The latter spoke, and unwilling to stay any longer, he turned and left; the other nine followed, departing as directly as they had arrived.

Watching the departing crowd, the Central Continent Emperor's expression grew even colder.

"Do not always think that being from the ancient era grants one license to act recklessly."

"Our human race also has saints."

He spoke, exuding imperial dominance.

"I look forward to this saint taking action."

"I also wonder whether, when the present see the saint trampled by the Five Clans, future generations will still smile."

He spoke, finally showing some anger; in his view, with the Divine Clan present, the Central Continent Emperor's blatant disregard offended their very pride.

Thus, the ten left together.

Meanwhile, the Central Continent Emperor couldn't help but glance toward the far north.

"Return soon!"

He realized the Great Calamity had already begun; between heaven and earth, only Gu Jin Nian alone could withstand it.

It's not that humanity is too weak; Heaven's Mandate rests upon Gu Jin Nian, making him the saint of this era, and he bears that responsibility.

Heaven and earth cannot support a multitude rising; they can only seek one, and Gu Jin Nian is the being chosen by the cosmos.

Above the firmament.

The ten members of the Divine Clan all wore grim expressions.

"Damn ants, do you think the Divine Clan is easy to talk to?"

"Commander, why negotiate with him? Can't we just strike directly, like the Sea Clan, to show them the Divine Clan's strength?"

"Indeed, why bother negotiating with these ants? Like the Sea Clan, be direct; the results are evident."

A few spoke, expressing strong dissatisfaction with the Central Continent Emperor's attitude.

Upon hearing this, the latter's expression changed instantly; he looked at them, his voice cold.

"The Eastern Wilderness lacks a grand unification; the Sea Clan defeats them one by one, thus they can implement the royal way."

"The Central Continent dynasty is different, especially the Central Continent Emperor; he has seen through the thoughts of the clans. This person is terrifying and must not be allowed to live; he must be executed."

The Commander spoke, his face grim; as the Divine Clan's commander, he hadn't expected the Central Continent Emperor to see through his mind and guess the Divine Clan's intentions.

"So we return empty‑handed? If so, wouldn't we become a joke?"

Someone voiced discontent; though they knew it was unavoidable, leaving so abruptly was still unsatisfying.

"Return empty‑handed?"

"That's way too dismissive of the Divine Clan, isn't it?"

"Destroy ten cities as a warning to the Central Continent dynasty."

"However, I also understand where his confidence and composure come from; it's simply that he wants to wait for Gu Jin Nian's emergence."

"That works fine; once Gu Jin Nian emerges, we will trample him and let those ants see just how powerful the Divine Clan truly is."

He spoke, and after finishing, vanished on the spot.

Boom! Quickly, an ancient city turned to ash.

The remaining nine, without hesitation, each struck, destroying ancient cities one after another, leaving no survivors.

It was both a warning and a vow.

When the news reached the Central Continent Emperor, his expression grew even darker; he said nothing, but lit an incense stick, and soon the figure of Emperor Yong Sheng appeared.

"Now that it has come to this, what do you intend to do?"

The Central Continent Emperor spoke, looking at Emperor Yong Sheng; the two emperors seemed to still hold hidden cards.

"Patience!"

"This time they are not emerging en masse; they aim to crush the people's morale. When Jin Nian revives, you and I, together with True Dragon Power, will bolster the nation's fortune and strike back!"

Emperor Yong Sheng replied, that was his thought.

Indeed, the two emperors still had a trump card unused, which could shake everything at the crucial moment.

However, Emperor Yong Sheng also guessed the purpose of the Ancient Five Clans; thus he planned to wait for Gu Jin Nian's emergence, assist him, and break out together.

"Alright."

"They aim to crush the people's morale; though the current situation is turbulent, our human race still has hope."

"You're right; assisting Jin Nian will raise human morale."

"I think this is the final trial; once we pass this heavy test, everything will improve."

The Central Continent Emperor spoke, endorsing Emperor Yong Sheng's words.

At that moment, the two emperors ceased further discussion.

Meanwhile.

Green Hill Mountains.

A figure appeared, extraordinary, with a sun‑and‑moon interwoven phenomenon behind it—terrifying. Its arrival made the entire Green Hill Mountains rumble.

Countless lights burst forth, appearing especially wondrous.

As the figure descended, the Green Hill Clan Leader hurried forward to greet it.

Respectfully welcome the Divine Son.

She bowed, reverent beyond measure, daring not to look at the person.

I am not the Divine Son; I am the Divine Son's guard.

Where is the Qingqiu Holy Maiden?

He spoke, his tone calm, yet the arrogance in his eyes remained unmistakable.

As he spoke, Holy Maiden Qingqian stepped out, slowly revealing herself from the Great Hall; her exquisitely beautiful face drew gasps, even members of the Divine Clan could not help but sigh in admiration at her peerless beauty.

In three months, the Divine Son will come to receive you. Since ancient times, Qingqiu and our Divine Clan have been allied by marriage. With the Great Era's arrival, if Qingqiu wishes to evade this reckoning, it can only rely on the Divine Clan. You are quite admirable; remain pure, and the Divine Son will greatly favor you.

He nodded, then produced a blue lotus and presented it to the Qingqiu Clan Chief.

This is a betrothal gift: twelve Azure Lotuses of our Divine Clan, which can help one among you break through to the Seventh Realm.

Very well. I will not waste any more words; prepare yourselves, and in three months—

Having finished speaking, he left immediately, offering no negotiation, no inquiry—just a notice, informing Holy Maiden Qingqian of this matter, and then he departed.

Utterly overbearing.

Respectfully escort Your Excellency.

The Qingqiu Clan Chief spoke, appearing supremely respectful, without a hint of disrespect from start to finish.

Yet within the palace, Holy Maiden Qingqian could not help but knit her brows.

Chief, what does this mean?

She spoke, asking her own chief.

The Qingqiu line, since antiquity, has indeed enjoyed an excellent relationship with the Divine Clan—marriage alliances. The Qingqiu Holy Maiden, generation after generation, has been a consort of the Divine Clan's Divine Son. After the ancient era ended, the Divine Clan vanished, so you were unaware.

Now that the Divine Clan has revived, this rule must be observed.

Qingqian, your fortune has arrived.

The latter spoke, smiling as he looked at Holy Maiden Qingqian, as if marrying the Divine Clan's Divine Son were the highest honor.

I will not marry.

However, Holy Maiden Qingqian replied directly, not finding it glorious, and refusing to marry the so‑called Divine Son.

Hearing this, the latter could not help but furrow his brows.

Qingqian, you must not act recklessly; this is the ancestors' rule and the Qingqiu line's mission. As a Holy Maiden, you should make the sacrifice.

Furthermore, the one you would marry is the Divine Clan's Divine Son, the most noble Heavenly Pride in the universe. Marrying him could make you the Divine King's consort in the future. Do not think a consort's status is low; the Divine Son will take nine wives in his lifetime, all regarded equally.

Yet almost every time, the Qingqiu line holds the upper hand, becoming the legitimate Divine King's principal consort.

Do you know what that means? It means your future is boundlessly bright, and the Qingqiu line will rise completely because of you, surviving and soaring above in the Great Era.

The latter explained, believing Holy Maiden Qingqian resisted due to the consort issue.

Chief.

I do not like this Divine Son, nor do I wish to marry him; I already have a beloved.

The Qingqiu Holy Maiden spoke, stating her feelings; she had not expected the Qingqiu line's mission to be this.

Because past Holy Maidens chose freely; otherwise the Qingqiu Holy Maiden could not have married a saint.

How audacious.

What beloved?

You mean Gu Jin Nian, right?

He may be a saint, a paragon of this Great Era, but he is merely a paragon of this era; compared with the five ancient races, he is insignificant. If the Divine Clan had not revived, and you tangled with Gu Jin Nian, I would not…

Now that the Divine Clan has revived, your future is already predetermined, leaving no room for choice.

Moreover, if you truly love Gu Jin Nian, do not utter such nonsense; otherwise you offend the Divine Clan, and once the Divine Son learns of your feelings, he will spare no cost to slay Gu Jin Nian.

What you are doing harms him.

The Qingqiu Clan Chief's voice was ice‑cold as he said.

I care not for any of that; I only know I have a beloved, and I do not care about the Divine Clan's Divine Son.

Holy Maiden Qingqian spoke, and after finishing, she vanished on the spot, intending to flee and seek Gu Jin Nian.

But the next moment, eight chains appeared across the heavens, sealing her instantly, imprisoning her in a cage.

Stop entertaining fantasies.

By doing this, you are harming Gu Jin Nian.

The Divine Son is your ultimate destiny.

Return and reflect thoroughly.

Qingqian, remember: if you offend the Divine Son, not only will Gu Jin Nian pay the price, but the entire Qingqiu line, all your kin, will be implicated. Even if you later consent, it will be too late; the Divine Clan never tolerates such.

The chief spoke, and after those words, directly sealed Holy Maiden Qingqian within the palace.

Having done all this, she let out a long sigh, then, after a moment's thought, instantly gathered a divine thought and sent it to the Divine Son's guard who had just appeared.

Its content was simple: it claimed Gu Jin Nian had deceived the Qingqiu Holy Maiden, intending to obstruct the two races' marriage alliance, and begged the Divine Son to act, to slay Gu Jin Nian to prevent any calamity.

Having completed all this, she exhaled deeply, then slowly spoke.

Everything I have done is for your sake.

She said, and the words were clearly insincere; she cared about the Qingqiu line, and more about herself, for the next moment she had already taken out the twelve Azure Lotuses, intending to use the chance to break through to the Seventh Realm.

Thus.

The following day.

Within the Eastern Wilderness.

The Northern Sea troops withdrew; from the Da Xia border, the imperial forces pushed inland seven hundred li, the death toll unknown. For the Da Xia Dynasty, at least a million perished; for the Northern Sea, fewer than ten thousand.

It was a cataclysm, yet when compared with the Fuyu Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty.

At least the Da Xia Dynasty has preserved the human race's backbone.

No one dies kneeling.

But everyone knows the Da Xia Dynasty simply cannot withstand the Sea Clan.

The Sea Clan's cruelty has also been deeply imprinted in people's minds.

"Tell Gu Jin Nian."

"This is merely the interest of his provocation of the Sea Clan."

"In a month, the Sea Clan will come again; then the real slaughter will begin."

"Ants, you have the final month to consider."

"Submit, or seek death."

"You choose for yourselves."

In the end, the Sea Clan completely withdrew; they slaughtered at will, leaving this line.

Turn all the spearheads.

All point toward Gu Jin Nian! — Hair transplant tomorrow!

Hair transplant is agonizing.

I don't know if I can type~ so I'll just take a day off; if there is, it proves I managed it, if not, it proves I couldn't handle it~ brothers! (End of chapter)