"Boss, are you being a little too cruel?"
Huantian was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a smirk on his face.
In fact, Huantian doesn't have a good impression of the Tianniu tribe either.
"ruthless?"
"The more ruthless ones are yet to come!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was also cold.
At this moment, in a small courtyard closest to the treasure house in Licheng, waves of power soared into the sky.
Within a hundred feet in radius, a terrifying aura spread crazily.
"What's going on? This seems to be coming from Uncle Niu's courtyard. Is he about to break through?"
"This is impossible. Uncle Niu has not made a breakthrough for tens of thousands of years. It is said that there are cracks in his Dantian and he cannot practice. How can he make a breakthrough in cultivation?"
"For an old guy stuck in the early stage of Heavenly King, I don't think there will be any breakthrough in his cultivation until he dies!"
"This aura is so terrifying, it seems to be beyond the middle stage of the King of Heaven!"
…
Countless disciples felt the terrifying aura and quickly gathered towards Uncle Niu's courtyard.
Their faces were full of surprise, and they couldn't help but start talking.
"Bah, break, break!"
At this moment, in the small courtyard, loud shouts could be heard.
I saw Uncle Niu sitting cross-legged in the center of the small courtyard. The aura on his body was extremely vast, as if it was about to roll out in the next moment.
"The early stage of Heavenly King, the middle stage of Heavenly King..."
Feeling the breath of breakthrough in his body, Uncle Niu's face was filled with joy.
But in the next moment, a sparkle appeared in his eyes.
For tens of thousands of years, his cultivation has stayed at the early stage of the Heavenly King. Over these tens of thousands of years, he has suffered so many looks and contempt.
Breaking through now, how could he not be excited in his heart!
"Buzzing..."
The aura in his body continued to grow.
A quarter of an hour later, Uncle Niu's aura stopped growing.
"The late stage of the Heavenly King!"
"Hahahaha, my cultivation has reached the late stage of Heavenly King!"
"Hahaha… "
Uncle Niu stood up, feeling that his cultivation had reached the late stage of Heavenly King, and laughed wildly with tears on his face.
His voice resounded throughout the entire courtyard.
"Later stage of Heavenly King?"
"Uncle Niu's cultivation has reached the late stage of Heavenly King?"
"It's really Uncle Niu who is making a breakthrough, and he has also broken through to the late stage of the King of Heaven!"
"This is impossible. There are cracks in that old guy's Dantian. How can he break through in his cultivation?"
…
Listening to the wild laughter, a pot exploded outside the small courtyard.
Countless warriors had different expressions. Some were surprised, some were happy for Uncle Niu, and some were unwilling to believe this fact.
Suddenly, the news that Niu Bo had broken through to the late stage of Heavenly King spread throughout Licheng.
The day passed quickly.
Licheng, in front of the city gate.
Countless warriors stood in front of the city gate, seemingly ready, their eyes full of determination.
"Emperor, the disciples are all ready!"
"We're ready to go!"
Uncle Niu's figure had appeared in the main hall at some unknown time. He looked at Mo Wentian sitting on the main seat and said respectfully.
"Well, this emperor knows!"
Mo Wentian stood up, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said indifferently.
"Uncle Niu, what's the smell on your body?"
As if he had discovered something, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Uncle Niu.
He looked at Uncle Niu up and down with a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
Although the news of Niu Bo's breakthrough spread throughout Licheng, Xiaojiao and Mo Wentian Huantian had been practicing in this hall and really didn't know about it.
"Master Xiaojiao, my cultivation has reached the late stage of Heavenly King!"
"I need to thank the Emperor for this. If it weren't for the Emperor, my cultivation would definitely still be at the early stage of the Heavenly King. Maybe in this life, my cultivation will only be at the early stage of the Heavenly King!"
Uncle Niu said, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of gratitude.
"No need to thank me!"
"It's getting late, it's time to leave for Hancheng!"
Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu and said indifferently.
The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward without any hesitation and headed directly towards the city gate.
Xiaojiao, Huantian, and Uncle Niu also quickly followed.
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
…
As Mo Wentian's figure appeared on the city gate, figures one after another quickly knelt down towards Mo Wentian.
Their faces were full of respect.
"Get up!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he said indifferently.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
One after another, the figures bowed slightly and stood up.
"Uncle Niu, please report to this emperor, how many disciples are there in total?"
"How many disciples are there in the late stage of Heavenly King and in the middle stage of Heavenly King?"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Uncle Niu and said coldly.
"Reporting back to the emperor, there are a total of fifty-five thousand disciples, of which only one thousand are disciples of the late Heavenly King, and the rest are all disciples of the mid-stage Heavenly King!"
"But among the remaining disciples, there are 10,000 disciples, and they are only one step away from the late stage of the Heavenly King!"
A cold voice came, and Uncle Niu quickly answered without any hesitation.
"Later stage of Thousand Heavenly Kings?"
"This is a bit bad!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
With such a level of cultivation, it would be fine to go to Han City, but if one went to a city ranked higher, the level of cultivation of these disciples would be somewhat unsatisfactory.
"This time we go to Hancheng mainly for the treasure house of Hancheng!"
"Your cultivation level is still too poor. I need to seize resources to improve your cultivation level quickly!"
The next moment, an extremely cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said coldly and proudly.
"Hancheng treasure house? Seizing resources? Doesn't the emperor's actions violate the rules of the clan?"
"Yes, our Tianniu tribe does not allow cities to compete for resources!"
"Whatever, as long as we follow the Emperor and the Emperor can give us the resources to practice and our cultivation can break through, then that's good!"
"Hancheng has been bullying us, Licheng. This time the emperor leads us to Hancheng. Isn't it a good opportunity?"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the crowd instantly exploded.
"Emperor, go to Hancheng to seize resources. I think some disciples may not be willing to go!"
At this moment, Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"Don't want to go?"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and an evil smile spread.
"This time, I will reward every disciple who follows me to Hancheng with a level 4 pill!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian coughed lightly, looked at the disciples in Licheng in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly.