Tian Yuan

Chapter 2186 Get Out

Chen Qingyuan has already placed a seal on this puppet, allowing it to obey Song Mang's orders during this period, solve various minor troubles, and greatly speed up the development of the human race.

After giving a few instructions, Chen Qingyuan turned and left.

Song Mang stared at the humanoid puppet standing beside him, took a deep breath, and muttered, "If I mess this up, how will I face my master again?"

With the confidence, you can do many things without worrying about getting into trouble.

Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan found a secluded place, set up a barrier, and decided to practice in seclusion.

I set up a ban to remind myself ten years later so as not to get immersed in it and delay things.

I can barely practice the Secret Book of the Wheel of Destiny and improve my relationship with the Life String Beads.

In a corner of this small world, Chu Mo was also meditating in seclusion to kill his boring time.

After taking on this arduous task, Song Mang's style of action became extremely radical. If any tribe refused to cooperate, he would directly control the puppets to crush them without wasting any words.

Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

Those who disobey will be suppressed.

Since the last massacre, more than half of the top leaders of each major ethnic group have died.

The small number of strong people who are still alive dare not show their heads. They hide in dark corners, trying to wait for an opportunity to turn the tables, which will make the human race pay a heavy price.

Of course Chen Qingyuan must eliminate this hidden danger.

No matter where those people hid, they could not escape Chen Qingyuan's sharp eyes.

In some corners of this small world, powerful people of various races who were originally meditating with their eyes closed suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. Just when they were about to do something, they found that their bodies were imprisoned. Extreme fear enveloped them, suffocating their souls, as if they were falling into an ice cave.

boom! boom! boom!

The bodies and souls of these people were all locked up, and then a golden light crossed the endless void and penetrated into their eyebrows. The golden light entered their bodies, causing them to swell, and after a breath, they exploded and dissipated into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, a group of cultivators of various races who were imprisoned in Qianxuan City also ended their lives in this way, and countless strange blood-colored flowers bloomed in the void.

From this moment on, the top fighting forces of all major clans were eliminated. The so-called upper seven clans had become history.

As long as the human race develops steadily in the future, it will no longer be oppressed.

Chen Qingyuan only dealt with those who stood at the top here, leaving the human race with appropriate pressure, which allowed him to take revenge personally and also serve as a whetstone for growth.

"It would be very disappointing to me if this doesn't turn around."

After finishing this matter, Chen Qingyuan sealed off the place of retreat.

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With Song Mang's series of tough measures, the status of the human race has been significantly improved. Any building or store that dares to mark it as not allowing human entry will be warned first. If it does not change, it will be directly expelled.

At the beginning, a wave of resistance against the human race broke out in various places, and they were determined to fight to the death, and no one could expect to have an easy life.

However, this disturbance did not last long before it was suppressed by Song Mang controlling the puppets.

A group of ants, no matter how many there are, is useless.

After several massacres, there were no more voices of opposition.

The status of the tribe suddenly skyrocketed, and countless humans were unable to react. They were still immersed in the bitter years of the past, and extremely suspected that this was a dream they had woven before their death.

"Are we going too far by doing this?"

In the human race's meeting hall, an elder watched as some ethnic groups' cities were massacred in blood. He couldn't bear it and grumbled softly.

"They show no mercy when they slaughter humans."

Although the man's voice was soft, it reached the ears of everyone in the hall. Song Mang paused slightly, not looking up, as he stated a fact in a cold tone.

Hearing this, the elder immediately shut his mouth, lowered his head and remained silent, his face ashamed.

"This world is cruel, full of deceit and deception, and the strong prey on the weak. If humanity doesn't fight tooth and nail to escape this quagmire, there will probably never be another such opportunity."

"Just because you have mercy on the human race, doesn't mean you'll stay here forever. During this time, you must elevate the human race to the highest position. If you fail, you will be the eternal sinners of the human race! You will be engraved on the pillar of shame for eternity, and be cursed by future generations."

"To sympathize with the enemy is to hurt yourself."

Songmang had an indifferent expression and said a lot in one breath.

Most of the people living in the alliance have never experienced the bloody cruelty outside the clan protection barrier, otherwise they would not express sympathy and would not want to wipe out all the hostile forces.

"You are not fit to sit in this position, get out."

Song Mang was cruel to his enemies and also very strict to his own people.

Special times require special methods.

Hearing this, the elder's face turned pale. He had never expected that he would be kicked out of the inner circle just because of his words of pity. He wanted to say something else to defend himself.

However, when Song Mang cast a cold gaze at him, the elder suddenly felt a chill. He opened his mouth but could not utter a word.

After handing over his official duties, the elder left the meeting hall. From now on, he would no longer be involved in the core affairs of the clan, and at most he would be doing odd jobs.

With the lessons learned from the previous incident, the rest of the people were greatly shocked and did not dare to have any kindness towards other ethnic groups. They just had to obey orders and do their work.

Under Song Mang's drastic measures, the status of the human race has undergone a qualitative leap.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

Regardless of what the various races think in their hearts, the rise of the human race is a fact.

"The human race can only thrive for a short time. If we grit our teeth and persevere, we will surely wait for the opportunity to revive."

The strongest of the major tribes have only just entered the realm of the Divine Bridge. They hide deep within their tribes, clinging to a glimmer of unrealistic hope.

The top leaders of the human race are also worried about this matter.

No matter how well things develop now, if the most critical problems are not solved, the prosperity will not last long.

"Just do your own thing and don't think too much."

Song Mang didn't take everyone's concerns seriously at all.

With Song Mang's suppression, there was no unrest within the human race. Everyone performed their duties and enjoyed this hard-earned dignity.

If this is a short dream, I hope I won’t wake up until my life comes to an end.

During the ten years, Songmang did not rest for a single day and looked a little haggard, but fortunately the mission was completed successfully.

Today's human race occupies a lot of resource areas and has produced many geniuses, who may become the backbone of the race in the future.

Initially, Song Mang did everything just to satisfy Chen Qingyuan. Later, he devoted all his energy to the human race and gradually developed a sense of belonging and responsibility.

The deadline has arrived, Chen Qingyuan untied the barrier and prepared to finish.