"Slave God Seal!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly made seals one by one in his hand.
One by one, the seals quickly formed the characters "Slave" in the void. Above each of the characters "Slave", a simple and strange aura spread instantly.
"What's this?"
"Why do I feel like my soul is being pulled by something?"
"What does this kid want to do?"
"If we don't surrender, will he forcefully suppress us?"
…
One after another, the figures looked at the nine characters "Slave" that appeared in the void, and their eyes were full of astonishment.
At this moment, a bad premonition arose in their hearts.
They felt the aura above the word slave, which made their souls tremble involuntarily.
But the Mo Wentian in front of him was clearly in the middle stage of a Heavenly King, but the power of his soul...
"Boss, are you trying to force them to surrender?"
Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao's figure flashed, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
"I don't have that much time to talk nonsense with them!"
"Suppress it directly. If you don't surrender, your body and soul will be destroyed!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, your move is really powerful!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao couldn't help but admire.
"Mighty?"
“If you don’t make a decision when it’s time to make a decision, you will regret it later!”
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said with a cold face.
"Boss, the cultivation level of these nine people is not low. If you suppress these nine people forcefully, can your soul be able to withstand it?"
Suddenly, Xiaojiao seemed to remember something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said seriously.
"The Emperor of the Slave God Seal only used a few of my divine soul powers, and the power of each of these divine souls reached a level of 350 feet. Among them, whose divine soul can compete with this emperor?"
Listening to Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with an evil smile, and his voice was even more confident.
"Boss, if that's the case, let's suppress it quickly!"
"After these bastards are suppressed, we can go and meet Huantian!"
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Xiaojiao's worries disappeared, his brows relaxed completely, and he hurriedly urged.
"go!"
The next moment, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and pointed his finger.
In the void, the nine words "Slave" exuding a simple and simple atmosphere moved towards the eyebrows of the eight shopkeepers of Mutu Wu and Huayue Trading Company.
"Don't come here, get out of here, slave!"
"No, this is the soul mark!"
"This kid wants to give us a soul mark and make us surrender!"
"Leave quickly!"
…
As the word slave moved closer to their eyebrows, the figures suddenly understood.
The first time I understood it, I wanted to escape quickly.
But it was too late, the word slave seemed to be locked on them, falling directly into their eyebrows.
"ah… "
"ah… "
…
Immediately, screams suddenly resounded.
The nine figures, including Mutuwu, rolled on the ground as if they were suffering from great pain.
These words of slave must remain in their hearts. If they resist, the pain will be greater.
"This...how is this possible?"
"No… "
Suddenly, a shocking scream sounded out, and the aura of a shopkeeper from Huayue Trading Company began to dissipate.
Because this shopkeeper excessively resisted the power of Mo Wentian's soul, he was directly struck by the Slave God Seal, which shattered his mind, and finally died tragically under the Slave God Seal.
"died!"
"Senior Brother Mu Jin is dead!"
"What a terrifying power!"
…
Watching the figure disappear, a series of exclamations sounded out.
The remaining seven shopkeepers and Mu Tuwu looked extremely shocked. Looking at Mu Jin who died tragically on the ground, their hearts could not help but tremble.
"If you continue to resist, you will end up with the same fate as this person!"
Mo Wentian's eyes glanced at everyone coldly, and his voice was full of coldness.
"I let go!"
"Let me go, don't kill me!"
"I'll let go too!"
…
Mo Wentian's words were like needles piercing their hearts, making them understand instantly.
The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, all the figures, including Mutu Wu, relaxed their minds.
At this moment, Mutuwu even felt a little lucky in his heart. He was lucky that he was willing to surrender to Mo Wentian, and he was also lucky that he did not resist. Otherwise, there is no doubt about his fate.
He must have died tragically in the hands of Mo Wentian, not only him, but also the remaining seven shopkeepers and Mu Ruxue, as well as his disciples from Huayue Trading Company.
Thinking like this, Mutuwu even felt that he was very wise. He made a move to save Huayue Trading Company.
"Buzzing..."
On the hillside, screams rang out again and again, but the sounds were much quieter than before.
It seemed that the pain they were suffering at this moment was much lighter than before.
A quarter of an hour later, it finally became quiet on the hillside.
The eight figures on the ground also got up at this moment.
Immediately, everyone, led by Mutuwu, knelt down in front of Mo Wentian, and looked at Mo Wentian one by one with respectful expressions on their faces.
"Meet the master!"
"Meet the master!"
…
Immediately, a series of extremely respectful voices resounded.
"Everyone get up!"
"Mu Tuwu, please report to this emperor the status of the cultivation resources in your Huayue Trading Company's treasure house!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Mutuwu.
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, Mutuwu said quickly.
"From today on, you and all of you, don't call me master, just call me emperor!"
Hearing the words master, Mo Wentian frowned slightly, pointed at the ten previously conquered Heavenly Kings and the eight people from Huayue Trading Company in front of him, and said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, figures one after another knelt down to Mo Wentian again and said with great respect.
"Reporting to the Emperor, our Huayue Trading Company now has ten perfect king-level artifacts. The Godly Bow of Heavenly Ox that I used just now belongs to the perfect king-level artifact!"
"In addition, there are fifty artifacts from the peak of the King level, as well as artifacts from the late King level and the mid-King level, adding up to a total of 940 pieces!"
Mutu Wu bowed slightly to Mo Wentian and reported quickly.