This was a quiet world stricken with a palpable pressure due to the corpses of Dualchild, Stygian, and Shen Mengtian nailed to the sky. The suffocated crowd had sweat all over.
Remember that these three represented the top existences for Heaven Spirit.
Even if they weren’t Emperor a.s.sailants, there was only a little gap. Powerful characters like them could be count on one’s hands in Heaven Spirit.
However, against that green tree, they were mere ants and were instantly slaughtered. Just how terrible was its power? Many people recalled what Li Qiye has said earlier. Even if Dualchild’s father was in this world, he would still have to take the long way around this tree.
Remember that his father was an emperor. Just thinking about this terrified everyone. The power of this tree has exceeded their imagination. This prompted the question - what the heck was it?
Even though after withering, it turned into the Divine Tree Ridge. Then what about when it was alive?
At this time, people held their breath while looking at the terra. Their heartbeat became rapid because they knew that this was the end for this sect.
Among the five, Shen Mengtian, Stygian, and Dualchild were killed in battle. Ling Fengyun has surrendered. The only one left was Creek Bamboo.
Furthermore, three great powers have been annihilated. The Ancestral Terra most likely couldn’t escape this fate either.
It was very somber inside the sect. An air of despair ravaged this place. Just a while ago, the experts were celebrating and thought that the three ancestral trees could protect them from this disaster. Alas, it was inevitable.
“Let’s do this.” Li Qiye’s voice came from the nine heavens.
“Li Qiye, no, Young n.o.ble Li, I surrender. Our Ancestral Terra will surrender.” Creek Bamboo soared to the sky and raised the white flag.
“We will give up everything and surrender. From now on, The Ancestral Terra is yours!” He beseeched.
“It’s too late.” The faint voice responded: “I have given you an opportunity but you didn’t value it. A missed venture does not return.”
“Young n.o.ble Li, everyone makes mistakes. We lost today and we will hand over the terra, this is our everything, will you still not spare us?” Creek Bamboo begged loudly.
“You didn’t have this thought in the beginning and only changed your mind after facing despair. There is no medicine for regrets in this world.” The voice leisurely said.
“Young n.o.ble Li, as the saying goes, killing someone is only making their head fall on the ground…” Creek Bamboo continued begging. [1]
“Alright, no need to talk to me about morality or act all pitiful. The grand dao is merciless, there’s no room for mercy. After making the wrong choice, you must face it bravely. The high heaven does not forgive the weak or bully the strong. Though I am not the high heaven, I will not give the enemy a second chance. If I were to lose, I would also face a grotesque end without regrets.” Li Qiye was unmoved.
No one said anything during this cry for mercy from Creek Bamboo.
There was nothing else to say since this was the world of cultivation where the law of the jungle reigned. Once they chose to be enemies, it was a fight to the bitter end.
In a war like this, if Li Qiye were to win, he would slaughter his enemies. But if he had lost, Stygian and others would have ripped him to pieces or maybe even tortured him.
War has always been cruel and the enemies would never show mercy. Because of this, there was no need to reciprocate!
Creek Bamboo stood there with a pale complexion. They were willing to give up everything to stay alive but Li Qiye refused!
He was overwhelmed with regrets since he was the one who brought this disaster upon the Ancestral Terra. It wouldn’t only end with an invasion; they would be destroyed just like the empyrean and the abyss.
He regretted not picking the same choice as Ling Fengyun. At the very least, he would have been able to protect his descendants. But now, both the terra and its disciples were about to turn into ashes.
