High-Level Martial Era - Chapter 988

Chapter 988: Chapter 495: The Threat of the Heavenly Divine (6K)
 

Submit or die!

This is the two paths Li Yuan has offered to the Immortal Ruins Civilization.

Instantly, many Pseudo-Gods revealed expressions of anger. As the overlord of the Mortal Domain, even though Chi Yan True God had died, their hearts were still filled with pride.

“Stay calm, everyone.” Yan Lin Pseudo-God’s voice echoed in the minds of his fellow Pseudo-Gods: “The ancestor has fallen, and now there are already two True Gods eyeing our Immortal Ruins Civilization like tigers.”

“If we go to war against the Seven Star Civilization, against Li Yuan, it will be adding insult to injury.”

Up until now, Yan Lin Pseudo-God had no idea that Li Yuan had joined forces with Lie Qing True God to kill Chi Yan True God.

Thus, Yan Lin Pseudo-God was unwilling to start a war.

In his view, there was still a possibility for redemption.

“Li Yuan,” Yan Lin Pseudo-God stared at Li Yuan and said, “You demand submission from the Immortal Ruins Civilization. What kind of submission is this exactly?”

“Two conditions.” Li Yuan replied directly: “First, within ten days, cede the territories of a hundred Life Planets from your civilization to my Seven Star Civilization. You will be responsible for the migration.”

This sentence immediately provoked anger among many Pseudo-Gods.

The Immortal Ruins Civilization only had less than four hundred Life Planets in total.

“Do not be rash! Even if the territory is temporarily ceded, so what? Once Li Yuan breaks through and ascends to godhood, he will no longer be able to enter our Dimensional Plane. No matter how much territory is given away, it can all be reclaimed.” Yan Lin quickly transmitted his voice.

The countless Pseudo-Gods suppressed their internal fury.

“Li Yuan, we can agree to the first condition, but what is the second?” Yan Lin Pseudo-God said in a subdued tone.

“Summon all the Pseudo-Gods and Demigods from the Immortal Ruins Civilization,” Li Yuan said lightly. “Convene them in the Divine Realm and swear by the Law never to return to the Mortal Domain.”

This was Li Yuan’s true request.

How to eliminate the threat of the Immortal Ruins Civilization? Besides slaughter, there was indeed another method—send them all away.

Li Yuan proposed the idea of “submission,” not only because he genuinely did not want slaughter.

The other reason was that the top echelons of the Immortal Ruins Civilization present weren’t all. There were still many Pseudo-Gods in the Starry Sky Space Rift.

Even more Demigods roamed outside the Planes.

And Li Yuan had only one year left before he had to leave the Mortal Domain… Even if he were ruthless, he had no hope of killing all the Pseudo-Gods and Demigods of the Immortal Ruins Civilization.

“Impossible.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Dream on!”

“Yan Lin, we may as well fight to the death. Does he, someone with only Pseudo-God Limit power, really think he can hold off all of us?” One by one, Pseudo-Gods from the Immortal Ruins Civilization could no longer contain their anger, shouting out in fury.

This condition had already touched their bottom line.

If agreed to, it would mean the complete collapse of their civilization’s leadership.

Once it came to that, even though the Immortal Ruins Civilization would still have plenty of ordinary Martial Artists… they would be entirely suppressed by the Seven Star Civilization’s forces, with no hope of ever turning the tide.

“Li Yuan.”

“It’s not that we don’t want to agree, but your second condition exceeds our bottom line requirements; it’s simply impossible for us to accept.” Yan Lin Pseudo-God said firmly, “If you insist on forcing us, then there is no option but war.”

He didn’t want war, but that didn’t mean he feared it.

“Bottom line?” Li Yuan shook his head and said, “The bottom line is meant to be broken.”

“You want war?”

“Who here wants a battle? Dare to step forward?” Li Yuan smiled, his gaze sweeping over each Pseudo-God.

“Battle.” A red-haired young woman radiated intense killing intent and stared at Li Yuan.

“Everyone, don’t be intimidated by Li Yuan.” The red-haired young woman transmitted her voice to her companions: “If he truly had the power to annihilate us, would he be acting so hypocritical? Did he ever show mercy to the Myriad Demons Civilization? He’s clearly trying to scare us; we must not fall for it.”

She was convinced Li Yuan lacked the strength to invade.

“Li Yuan, if you think you can make the Immortal Ruins Civilization bow its head, it is absolutely impossible.” A burly man clad in black Combat Armor roared. His aura was vast and domineering, even more terrifying than Li Yuan’s.

Under the heavy isolation of the Formation, the two Pseudo-Gods felt completely safe.

“Is that so?”

“East Demon also said similar things to me, but sadly, his strength wasn’t enough, and he died.” A trace of coldness flickered in Li Yuan’s eyes. “I wonder, how strong are you?”

Whoosh!

Li Yuan’s icy gaze simultaneously landed on the red-haired young woman and the burly man. His eyes seemed to birth two dark abysses, and an invisible wave of soul energy suddenly expanded outward.

In an instant!

Thud~ The burly man, whose aura had been so vast moments ago, instantly lost the light in his eyes, collapsing to the ground as his life breath rapidly dissipated.

The red-haired young woman also fell at the same time.

With just one gaze, two Pseudo-God Peak experts perished simultaneously.

Silence!

Yan Lin Pseudo-God and the other twenty-two Pseudo-Gods of the Immortal Ruins Civilization stared blankly at the scene, their hearts chilled.

What kind of technique was this?

There was clearly Formation isolation!

“A soul attack?”

“It must be a soul attack!” Yan Lin Pseudo-God’s heart surged with shockwaves: “But this Eight Layers Formation already includes one layer designed to weaken soul attacks, plus Violent Long Pseudo-God had extraordinarily strong soul defenses, and yet he still died instantly?”

“How strong must Li Yuan’s soul attack be? It’s absolutely at the True God level.”

“Could it be?”

Yan Lin Pseudo-God’s thoughts raced, and in an instant, he considered a daring possibility: “The one who joined forces with Lie Qing True God to kill the ancestor wasn’t a True God, but Li Yuan?”

The reports sent back by Chi Yan True God were very clear—the mysterious True God excelled in soul attacks.

And now, it was obvious Li Yuan excelled in soul attacks as well.

“I am giving you one chance.”

“It does not mean I will refrain from slaughter.” Li Yuan’s gaze swept over all the Pseudo-Gods, speaking indifferently: “Don’t think these Formations are effective against me. If I choose to, none of you will live.”

“Now, will you agree to my two conditions?”