"What are you doing?"
"I have already done what you said. Shouldn't you keep your promise and return me to the beast tribe?"
"this… "
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Qi Yun felt a bad premonition in his heart and said quickly.
"When did this emperor promise you that as long as you do what I say, I will release you back to the beast tribe?"
Mo Wentian curled up his lips slightly and said with a sneer on his face.
When did Mo Wentian say such words
"Boss, this Qi Yun is really shameless. You have never said that before!"
"That's right, boss, this Qi Yun seems to be going crazy trying to escape!"
"My lord, this Qi Yun is simply a disgrace to the beast master!"
…
In the Devouring Heaven Divine Kingdom, Xiaojiao and Huantian everyone began to discuss with contempt.
"Chixiao, take him down!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Chi Xiao standing there blankly, and shouted coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao quickly said respectfully.
Then he escorted Qi Yun back.
But when Qi Yun left, his eyes were full of anger, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Mo Wentian really detained Qi Yun in the Heaven-Eating Kingdom. Qi Yun is the only son of the Great Elder of the Beast Clan. If the Great Elder of the Beast Clan knew about it, how could he give up?"
"I think Mo Wentian is going to fall into the hands of the great elder of the beast clan this time!"
"This kid Mo Wentian is really arrogant, he dares to imprison so many disciples of the Beast Clan!"
"Mo Wentian is not only arrogant, it is simply lawless!"
…
In the darkness, the figures watched Qi Yun being taken away, and they instantly started talking.
"Report to the Emperor, there are no less than a hundred figures not far from us!"
"Among them, the cultivation level has reached the realm of heavenly kings, and they don't seem to be from the beast tribe or the demon tribe!"
At this moment, Binglong's eyes flashed with cold light and he said respectfully.
"This emperor knows, don't worry about them!"
"I just want them to watch and see how the ants of the beast tribe beg for mercy at my feet!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, but his voice was full of coldness.
"Boss, do you want these people to spread this news back to their race?"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and seemed to understand.
"Little Jiao, it seems you are much smarter!"
Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly and he said coldly.
"Boss, what should we do with these ten thousand orc disciples?"
The next moment, Xiaojiao seemed to remember something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
Of course, Mo Wentian knew very well about the ten thousand orc disciples who were frozen into ice sculptures. Apart from being frozen and unable to move, these ten thousand disciples did not suffer any injuries.
"Let them all fight against the ice here!"
"This emperor is going to practice and practice. You should also consolidate your cultivation. The battle is not far away!"
Mo Wentian glanced at the ten thousand ice sculptures, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
Immediately, the figures of Xiaojiao and others quickly disappeared.
When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in the main hall.
Without any hesitation, Mo Wentian quickly sat down cross-legged and fell into practice.
The entire Heaven Devouring Divine Kingdom also calmed down.
But in the distant beast tribe, there was an explosion.
"Yun'er's transmission talisman!"
Suddenly, in the main hall, the eyes of the Great Elder Qi Ying flickered with coldness.
Immediately, a shimmering transmission note appeared in his hand. As if he felt the vibration of Qi Yun's breath on the transmission note, Qi Ying quickly crushed the transmission note without any hesitation.
As soon as the transmission talisman was crushed, Qi Yun's voice crying and begging for mercy resounded throughout the entire hall.
"Dad, come and save me. I'm being imprisoned by Mo Wentian. Not only me, but also ten thousand disciples of the Beast Clan!"
"He said that within three days, he would ask you to bring 15,000 king-level artifacts, including 2,000 mid-stage king-level artifacts, and 100,000 elixirs..."
"Dad, come and save me, I don't want to die..."
It has to be said that Qi Yun's desire to survive is really not that strong.
Originally, he was not harmed in Mo Wentian's hands, but listening to his words, it seemed as if he was about to be killed by Mo Wentian.
"Yun'er..."
"My Yun'er, this guy Mo Wentian actually imprisoned my Yun'er?"
"I will personally go to the Devouring Heaven Divine Kingdom and tear that boy Mo Wentian into pieces!"
In the main hall, Qi Ying could see a terrifying murderous intent rising in his eyes. His hands were clenched into fists, and his joints were creaking.
It seemed as if he was about to strike out with this punch in the next moment. From a distance, it looked extremely terrifying.
"One hundred thousand elixirs?"
"Fifteen thousand king-level artifacts?"
"Arrogant!"
"boom!"
On the main seat, a glint flashed in the Beast Master's eyes, and his voice became colder.
The next moment, the beast master's palm hit the chair directly, and the entire chair instantly shattered into pieces. A terrifying murderous intent rose up from the beast master's body.
"Master Beast Master, I see that Mo Wentian is looking for death and has captured all the disciples of my Beast Clan. If this spreads out, my Beast Clan will lose face!"
"Yes, Lord Beast Master, please Lord Beast Lord, please quickly give the order and send the most powerful men to the Heaven-Eating Kingdom to completely destroy the Heaven-Eating Kingdom!"
"Master Beast Master, my Yun'er is still in his hands. This time, let me go to the Sky Devouring Divine Kingdom. I will definitely capture Mo Wentian alive and bring him back to you!"
"Master Beast Master, give the order quickly, those are our Beast Master's 10,000 disciples!"
…
In the main hall, one elder said with extremely angry eyes.
Especially the Great Elder Qi Ying, his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Okay, everyone, please calm down for me!"
The beast owner looked at the group of talking elders in front of him and shouted coldly.
The next moment, the hall became quiet.
"Great Elder, what do you think about this matter?"
The Beast Master looked at the Great Elder Qi Ying and said coldly.
"Reporting to the Beast Master, my Beast Clan has tens of millions of disciples. For our Beast Clan, ten thousand disciples are not even a drop in the bucket!"
"And Xiao'er, Xiao'er is useless, that's why he was imprisoned by Mo Wentian. But if the news that one of our disciples was imprisoned by Mo Wentian spreads, what will happen to the face of our beast clan?"
A cold light flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, and he quickly answered.
"Then Great Elder, in your opinion, we, the beast tribe, should agree to all Mo Wentian's requests!"
"Bringing 100,000 elixirs and 15,000 king-level artifacts to the Heaven-Eating Kingdom to rescue our disciples?"
Hearing this, the beast master's eyes grew colder.