Dongfang Yunluo originally thought that Chu Mo was going to torture him for something, so he could take the opportunity to make some demands. For example: give him a happy or something. But what I didn't expect was that Chu Mo didn't even mention it at all. After returning, hang his head on the "flagpole", and then start refining. When traces of primordial power were forcibly refined, the extremely strong sense of fear in Dongfang Yunluo's heart finally made him completely collapse.
His realm, his status, has always treated others like this in the past endless years. But he had never been treated like this before, so in his heart, he was not only terrified, but also extremely angry.
"Master Chu... Young Master Mo... you can't... treat me like this!"
Dongfang Yunluo's head was roaring and roaring.
Chu Mo just continued to refine his head expressionlessly, without even saying a word.
For this kind of person, what to do is to make him collapse, let him completely collapse!
Don't leave a leeway!
The wound on Chu Mo's body was still aching. Every trace of pain made him more sober; every venomous curse from Dongfang Yunluo reminded him of all the happy times on this land millions of years ago. And, on this land, the faces that once existed.
Although, not all of the former Chu royal family were his friends. Even some people in the royal family hated him very much and tried to harm him. But that's not their damn reason! It's not even the reason for the ancestors of the ancient clan like Dongfang Yunluo to make a move!
Chu Mo did not say a word, silently refining Dongfang Yunluo's head.
This is not something that can be done in a short time, a head that is too high has a complete primordial spirit inside. It would take at least a few years for Chu Mo to completely refine it.
But he has time and patience.
In the days that followed, the group of people on the ruins of the royal family began to build large-scale construction projects and started reconstruction work on the ruins.
They avoided the most important areas here, such as some key dilapidated ancient temples, Chu Mo did not move, but kept them. He wants to keep these dilapidated ancient temples forever. Always remind yourself and other people here of what has happened on this land.
Dongfang Yunluo wailed day and night, and the family rescue he imagined hadn't arrived for a long time.
Therefore, his venomous curse was finally transferred from Chu Mo to the Dongfang Gu Clan a year later.
"A group of unfilial things... Can't see your ancient ancestors suffering here? Why didn't you send an army to wipe out this place?"
"Dongfang Hengtai, why don't you find someone to save me?"
"You people, all of you will die badly! Even if I die, I will never forgive you!"
It is true that he will not forgive, because this time, if he dies, he will never be able to reappear in this world intact like the countless reincarnations he has experienced.
Even if his soul won't die, but this time... he can no longer control his fate. Even if he can enter reincarnation, is the person after reincarnation still him? He may never know who he is, and his soul, just like the Buddha told Taishang Wuji, will fall into the abyss forever.
Just like that, Chu Mo refined Dongfang Yunluo's head here for three and a half years. In three and a half years, ninety-nine percent of Dongfang Yunluo's primordial spirit was completely refined! With the primordial power of a supreme monk, he reinjected endless vitality into the land on the ruins of the Chu royal family.
This kind of vitality is countless times more vigorous than those territories of the neighboring ancient Dongfang clan!
Chu Mo looked into the distance and thought to himself: "Don't worry, that land will glow with the same vitality sooner or later. Because those places also belong to the Chu royal family!"
The ancient Dongfang clan has been silent for nearly four years, and finally, in the fourth year after Dongfang Yunluo was robbed, someone came from there!
It was an extremely elite army consisting of tens of thousands of people. In the legion, the cultivation of every monk has reached the peak level of the ancestral realm.
This army did not come easily. In fact, if it is normal, they should have been in place two years ago. These ancient tribes have all activated and opened the ancient teleportation array. Therefore, they can communicate with each other in the shortest time.
However, due to some reasons, the formation of this legion encountered considerable difficulties.
First of all, the elite alliance is obstructing it!
The Elite Alliance wants to take over this task, and has even finished negotiating the general conditions.
Even the Ancient Dongfang Clan nodded in agreement.
The thirteen ancient clans sent a large amount of cultivation resources to the elite alliance.
As a result, at this time, someone from the ancient Dongfang tribe suddenly jumped out, saying that the speed of the elite alliance was too slow. They suggested that the thirteen ancient families form another legion to attack the ruins of the Chu royal family.
This time, the Elite Alliance was not happy, so they used all kinds of methods and began to find faults in every possible way. On the surface, secretly... It made the ancient Dongfang people extremely angry.
Because among the thirteen ancient clans, the most anxious one was the ancient Dongfang clan.
The other ancient tribes didn't believe that Chu Mo had the guts to go to their family territory to make trouble.
Originally, the Dongfang family was the weakest among the thirteen ancient families. There are only two ancient ancestors in the Supreme Realm. There are at least three or even four of the other ancient clans!
So, people have nothing to worry about. I wish Chu Mo could send it to my door.
Under such circumstances, the Ancient Dongfang Clan spent huge manpower, material and financial resources to form this army four years later, and then pulled it over to attack the ruins of the Chu Royal Clan.
One-third of this army is the elite of the Eastern Ancient Clan themselves. Another third are casual cultivators recruited in the channel. The remaining one-third are the other ancient clans, some powerful but difficult to control, or unpopular people who were reluctantly thrown over. To put it bluntly, he is an abandoned child!
Faced with this situation, the Ancient Dongfang Clan had nothing to do. You can only knock out your teeth and swallow your blood, and then curse in private. One day, you ancient races will also encounter this kind of crisis. At that time, don't expect our Dongfang family to contribute a little bit!
At this time, they can still think about such a long-term, but soon, they don't think about it anymore.
This army composed of tens of thousands of monks at the peak of the ancestral realm is quite powerful, exuding an overwhelming aura. Dongfang Sheng, the Patriarch of the Ancient Dongfang Clan, personally led them to the ruins of the Chu Clan.
On the ruins of the royal family, the ancestors of the sky, monkeys, Qianqiu, Qinggu, Luo Lan, Xuanxuan, the six great saints, etc., as well as Zidao, Ouyang Fei, Meng Na, and hundreds of creatures from the non-human ancestral realm have already been waiting in full battle. Stay on the fringes.
Qi Xiaoyu and Shui Yiyi, one on the left and one on the right, stood in the void, accompanying Chu Mo.
Chu Mo was still refining Dongfang Yunluo's head leisurely. Streaks of primordial power, like a small river, started from Dongfang Yunluo's head and continued to flow down to the ruins below.
In fact, it is a bit inappropriate to call this place a ruin now. Thought that the ruins of the entire royal family are here, full of vitality!
All kinds of tall trees rose from the ground, and the air was filled with an indescribable essence.
If there was no trace of the power of the curse, this place would have already become a paradise for trillions of creatures.
At this time, Dongfang Yun was almost completely wiped out. Hearing movement in the distance, he opened his eyes in front of him. He saw Dongfang Sheng and an army of tens of thousands of monks with different faces.
If it was four years ago, when he was just robbed, he might feel particularly ashamed. Didn't even want to open my eyes. But today, four years later, he doesn't feel that way. Seeing those people, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Not a word!
Yes, by now, Dongfang Yunluo no longer had any desire to speak.
Even this time, this group of people can wipe out the ruins of the Chu royal family and destroy this place again. He, Dongfang Yunluo, was also completely useless.
From a superior ruler to an abolished existence, it would be better to die completely. He has lived through the ages, he has also been brilliant, and he has experienced too many things. Until now, even if you die, there is nothing to regret.
The only regret is that I can't see other people's heads next to him!
This is the only regret, it is great hatred!
At this time, Chu Mo suddenly stopped refining Dongfang Yunluo's head. Even took back the Chaos Oven.
This was the first time in four years that Dongfang Yunluo... felt no pain. He was shocked.
His remaining primordial power is almost the entire primordial power of a cultivator in the ancestral realm. To him, it is too weak to be added. Because this is only one ten-thousandth of his peak period.
Chu Mo looked at him, and said lightly: "Do you think that I will completely refine you to death? No, that's so boring. Don't you want to look around and add a few more heads? Then when you are free, you can chat ? Tell me about the year?"
"You..." Dongfang Yunluo suddenly had mixed feelings, and looked at Chu Mo incomparably complicated.
His mind was full of hatred, and he naturally wished that Chu Mo would kill a few more princes to be his companions. But now, he just wants to die!
For a cultivator who is too high, he has already lived enough for this level.
To live is torture and shame!
"Well, don't worry, someone will be with you soon. Who do you want to choose?" Chu Mo asked with a smile.
Over there, Dongfang Sheng's eyes were red, and he roared angrily: "Young master Chu... let my ancestor go!"
"Shut up!" Two voices spoke in unison.
One is Chu Mo, and the other... is Dongfang Yunluo himself!
Chu Mo was startled for a moment, then bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Then tell yourself."
Dongfang Yunluo didn't look at Chu Mo at all, and stared at Dongfang Sheng with extremely resentful eyes, "I'm not your ancestor, you can do whatever you want, don't count me in."
Gratitude and righteousness!