Chapter 2601: You guys wiped out my god?

Ling Yunyi's grandfather's answer, Huang Lao was still satisfied, but he also set a deadline.

Three days; if the Heavenly Spirit Tribe still has no final stance, then don't blame the Human Race.

Ling Yunyi and his grandson could only hold their noses and agree.

At the same time Ling Yunyi and his grandson first expressed their stance, inside the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's hall, the other Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders were still trying to contact the Sea God.

They still didn't believe it.

But no matter how hard they tried, they simply could not contact the Sea God.

Before, this situation had never occurred; in the past, as long as these elders used the secret art, they could easily contact the Sea God.

Regardless of whether the other side agreed to their demands, such a situation of being unable to make contact had never happened before.

Even if the Human Race had killed a Sea God and made it into spirit food for them to eat.

But as Ling Yunyi said, this Sea God is not just one individual, but an entire clan.

Even if the Human Race killed one of those Sea Gods, what about the others? It shouldn't be that they also can't make contact.

Unless.................

An elder with a grim face spoke up.

"Could the Human Race have wiped out our gods?"

His voice trembled as he spoke; yeah, besides this explanation, there's no better way to interpret it.

If they weren't outright wiped out in one pot, it would be impossible for even the other Sea Gods to be unreachable.

You know, they tried who knows how many times to make contact, but the final result was always like this.

Just as several elders were shocked, Ling Yunyi's grandfather walked in.

Seeing him, the other elders said nothing, merely casting their gazes over.

"No need to keep trying; things have come to this—do you really need to cling to such unrealistic fantasies? Do you truly want to destroy my Heavenly Spirit Tribe to the point of extinction before you'll stop?"

"The Human Race has already issued an ultimatum: within three days, if there is still no clear stance, they will take action."

Conveying Huang Lao's meaning to several elders, upon hearing this, they all fell into a long silence.

On one side, the Sea God remains uncontactable, suspected to have been outright wiped out by the Human Race.

On the other side, it's the Human Race's ultimatum, giving them only three days.

Choosing between these two is actually not difficult.

After all, being unable to contact the Sea God, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's elders could not possibly lead the entire tribe to accompany the Sea God in burial.

They're already dead; what's the point of following you on a life‑risking venture?

So the next day, the remaining several elders went together to Ye Zhangqing's residence to state their position.

A meal is naturally essential; if you don't even eat our Human Race's spirit food, that's too disrespectful.

Although the elders felt uneasy inside, they still accepted.

Before the meal, Huang Lao looked at the elders who had made the choice and smiled.

"A wise decision; your Heavenly Spirit Tribe will not regret today's choice."

"May I ask, senior, how many god ingredients has the Human Race actually prepared?"

One of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Huang Lao replied lightly.

"Not many, maybe over a hundred."

"What................"

It's over; our gods have truly been wiped out—over a hundred of them, something they themselves have never seen so many Sea Gods.

All along, in the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's view, having a dozen or twenty Sea Gods was already considered good.

But the Human Race actually produced over a hundred, and this left even them stunned.

No, where did you find so many Sea Gods? Even we Heavenly Spirit Tribe have never seen that many.

Some were startled, but Huang Lao didn't dwell on this issue, quickly shifting the topic.

"You're able to come today, I'm very pleased, but................"

"Just you few from the Heavenly Spirit Tribe isn't enough; the Spirit Ancestor also needs to state a position."

"This................"

Upon hearing this, the elders felt a bit embarrassed, after all they couldn't force the Spirit Ancestor to decide.

Moreover, the original choice of the Sea God was also ordered by the Spirit Ancestor himself.

Otherwise, Ling Yunyi's grandfather would not have been continually suppressed, and none of the later events would have happened.

Now asking the Spirit Ancestor to step forward and state a position is indeed somewhat difficult.

Just seeing Huang Lao's calm expression, the elders also knew this wasn't a discussion but a notification.

If the Spirit Ancestor doesn't show up, then we'll kill him—Huang Lao's idea is simple.

For a moment, the several elders fell into silence.

At that moment, the dishes were ready; Xu Jie and Zhao Zhengping served the food.

Huang Lao laughed.

"You lot figure this out among yourselves; come, let's eat first."

"Okay."

With complex feelings, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's several elders absentmindedly nodded, each silently taking a bite.

This meal is somewhat agonizing.

Eating our gods while burdened with worries—who has an appetite?

But soon, an argument broke out at the table.

You eat slowly, leave some for me, ah.

Pfft, if I leave some for you, what do I eat?

Do you still have any conscience? And you, petty man, put the plate down.

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe's few elders, before long, directly started fighting over it, not yielding an inch.

Joking, with such top-notch ingredients, how could I easily let others have them? If I let them have them, what would I eat?

At the dinner table, the squabbling continued; as for the previous worries, they were naturally tossed out of mind temporarily.

Anyway, we've already eaten it, and the taste is absolutely exquisite—what psychological burden could there still be?

Just eat it and be done; from now on my Heavenly Spirit Tribe mingles with the Human Race—what's wrong with eating some fish slices?

Thinking of this, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's few elders all enjoyed themselves immensely, eating with oil dripping from their mouths.

They waited until the meal was finished, then left Ye Zhangqing's place, only then did they put on their worried faces again.

Because Huang Lao gave them only one day; after a day, they must see the Spirit Ancestor and declare their stance in person.

Otherwise, he would personally come to their door.

What would be the consequence of Huang Lao personally coming to their door? Needless to say, they all know it's highly likely the Spirit Ancestor would be gone by then.

So……………………

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Of course we go persuade the Spirit Ancestor—we've come this far, is there any turning back?"

"Yeah, my god has been exterminated—what's there to hesitate about?"

"But will the Spirit Ancestor agree?"

"Even if they don't agree, we have to make them agree."

This isn't a matter of willingness; there's simply no choice unless you're not afraid of death, in which case you can do as you please.

Merely wanting to persuade the Spirit Ancestor to nod is no small difficulty, after all, the Spirit Ancestor is still deeply loyal to the Sea God.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have made such a decision before.

Just thinking about this gives the elders a headache, but now they can only grit their teeth and proceed.

Time was pressing; the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's few elders went together to the Spirit Ancestor's secluded dwelling, and along the way they also brought along Ling Yunyi's grandfather.

For such a matter, how could we let that old guy slip away? Going to persuade the Spirit Ancestor, of course we have to go together.