Tian Yuan

Chapter 2053 It’s too late

In the face of the genocide, the original power of the Langyue Ancient Clan revived on its own, erasing the remaining power of Chen Qingyuan's palm and allowing the living to breathe a little.

Chen Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged, as he had already discovered the fluctuations in the rules of the ancient clan's origin.

Gazing at the ancient clan's land that had become ruins and those miserable people, Chen Qingyuan's heart was as calm as water, without a trace of pity.

It’s karma, so don’t blame others.

Moreover, the Langyue Ancient Clan's previous style of doing things was arrogant and domineering, and it was unknown how many lives had been killed. None of its members were free of blood.

In this world of cultivation where strength is respected, the law of the jungle prevails and it is extremely cruel.

"Why struggle?"

Chen Qingyuan is a very principled person. If he had received the compensation he deserved, then all the past grudges could have been wiped out. Unfortunately, the Langyue Ancient Clan did not seize the opportunity and missed the last chance.

clang!

The basic rules of the ancient clan surged out like a tide, and a sound of Tao that shook the starry sky rang out.

The Langyue ancient clan's treasured weapon appeared.

An oil-paper umbrella looks simple and fragile, and will break at the slightest touch. However, if you look closely, you will find that every part of the oil-paper umbrella is engraved with strange Taoist patterns, exuding a particularly ancient imperial atmosphere.

"The ancestral weapon has revived!"

"There is still hope."

"Your Majesty, the misunderstanding between us can be resolved slowly. There is no need to make it to this point."

The living people looked at the oil-paper umbrellas rising high into the sky, as if they saw a little soft light in the endless darkness, and their eyes were full of hope.

The clan leader knew very well that it was impossible to stop Chen Qingyuan with just the clan's ancestral weapon, so even when countless clan members were killed or injured, he still did not dare to show any anger, and was extremely humble and pleaded loudly.

In addition, the patriarch also crushed several special seals and asked for help from the nearby immortal ancient clan.

Due to time constraints, excessive pressure, and fear that other tribes would know the specific reasons, he did not dare to show up. Therefore, tribe leader Hu Xuan did not tell what happened, but only asked for help and promised a lot of benefits.

He knew that asking for help was pointless, but he did it anyway.

There is no other way, this is the only way.

Perhaps, there is still a thought of dragging other people into the water.

The allied tribes who knew that something had happened to the Langyue Ancient Clan had an extremely uneasy premonition and immediately sent people to find out what was going on.

"Your Majesty, our clan is willing to offer all of its resources. Please have mercy and forgive our foolish actions."

Not long ago, Hu Xuan was still pretending to be stupid, but now he was kneeling on the ancient star that was like hell on earth, his body and mind were terrified to the extreme, and he cried sadly.

Before Chen Qingyuan took action, the Langyue Ancient Clan hid 90% of the good things, and the apology they offered was insincere.

Only after I took action did I realize how absurd and stupid those little thoughts were.

"late."

Since he had the intention to kill, there was no way Chen Qingyuan would stop halfway.

It's already a situation of life and death. If we let the Langyue Ancient Clan go, we'll be sowing the seeds of disaster for the Qing Sect. There's no telling when the other party will strike back.

To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's cold and blunt rejection, the people of the Langyue Ancient Clan became even more desperate.

Death is getting closer.

I'm afraid we can't avoid the disaster of genocide.

Some people couldn't bear it any longer. They were going to die anyway, so they might as well vent their emotions: "Chen Qingyuan, you crazy beast, I curse you to have a bad end!"

Someone started it, and it was like a small hole in a dam. Soon the hole became bigger and bigger, and a devastating flood poured out, unstoppable and impossible to control.

"Chen Qingyuan, you bastard!"

"One day, the Qing Sect will also be destroyed."

"If I could go back in time, I should have killed you no matter how much it cost. Otherwise, there would not be the disaster of genocide today."

"Chen Qingyuan, I..."

At first, everyone just cursed and scolded, but later, all kinds of dirty words came out of their mouths and the cursing became more and more intense.

The high-level officials were pale as they already knew the outcome and were mentally prepared to face death.

A very small number of people hold on to a bit of unrealistic fantasy that as long as the ancestral weapon can hold out for a period of time and wait for assistance from various races, there is still a chance of changing the situation.

Chen Qingyuan didn't pay much attention to these insults.

However, the curses and filthy words from the people of the ancient clan further strengthened Chen Qingyuan's determination to destroy the Langyue ancient clan.

"It's a very good treasure, but unfortunately it's too deeply involved with the Langyue Ancient Clan, making it difficult to subdue it."

Chen Qingyuan focused his attention on the ancestral artifact of the Langyue ancient clan. He cast a glance and stared deeply at the oil-paper umbrella that came from the depths of the ancient clan. He was more or less moved.

I tried to talk to the oil-paper umbrella, but was met with an extremely disgusted response.

The Oil Paper Umbrella is deeply tied to the Langyue Ancient Clan, and they prosper together and suffer together.

It can be said that oil-paper umbrellas are the true foundation of the ancient Langyue tribe.

It is impossible to conquer the ancient tribe's foundation without destroying it.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan felt great hostility from the oil-paper umbrella.

"pity."

Chen Qingyuan murmured.

Judging from Chen Qingyuan's experience, the oil-paper umbrella is an extremely good defensive imperial weapon.

hum-

The next moment, the oil-paper umbrella became huge, protecting the ancient star where the Langyue Ancient Clan was located underneath. Thousands of faint imperial patterns wrapped around the shattered ancient star, causing it to slowly recover into a whole and no longer collapse.

Chi!

Chen Qingyuan became interested and put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed at the air.

The sword finger was like a thunder, crossing the sky, shaking the heaven and earth, and destroying everything.

In an instant, the ancient clan stopped cursing. A tremendous pressure suddenly came upon them, causing their souls to feel torn apart. Their faces turned pale and filled with despair.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The oil-paper umbrella mobilized the original Taoist rhyme of the ancient clan, and briefly burst out its peak power, completely blocking the power of Chen Qingyuan's finger. It only shook slightly without any damage.

Although this was just a probing attack from Chen Qingyuan, the power was definitely at the level of an ancient emperor. It was not easy for the oil-paper umbrella to withstand all the attacks without any damage.

"No...it's okay."

"We are not dead yet. The ancestral weapon has withstood the pressure from Chen Qingyuan."

"There is still hope! There is still hope!"

Many young people showed expressions of having survived a calamity, praying that the ancestral weapon could hold out for a while longer, and preferably force Chen Qingyuan to retreat.

Only the top leaders of the clan still looked as pale as death. Even if they could resist for a while, what could they do? It could not change the final result.

Some elders began to shirk responsibility and cursed: "I have already said that at least half of the treasures must be used as compensation. You are only interested in profit and you are still calculating at this time. This is why we have brought about this catastrophe."

Everyone was filled with deep regret and was speechless in rebuttal.