Chapter 93 Hou Yi wants to improve so much!
[Monsters from Shouyang Mountain are wreaking havoc in the East Desert. ]

[An unspeakable demon-killing villain is approaching the Northern Wasteland. 】

[The despicable and shameless thief who stole the country entered the Western Wilderness. 】

【Jin Bing occupied the Southern Wilderness.】

【Chief Jin approaches Zhongzhou.】

[His Majesty the Supreme Demon King arrived at his loyal Buzhou Mountain today! 】

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At the foot of the ancient and solemn Buzhou Mountain, a million troops are lined up facing the mountain, plus there are more than 500 Daluo Golden Immortals here. The gathering of so many mid- and high-level strong men is enough to affect the celestial phenomena within the Buzhou Mountain.

The murderous aura filled the sky, darkness and yellow rolled, and the sky and earth changed color!
"You guys are really..."

At this solemn moment, Jin Bing looked at the group of surrendered great wizards coming to compete for credit with a somewhat amusing and helpless look.

The excited Hou Yi walked out from the group of great witches, carrying a bow and asking for a fight:

"Your Majesty, please allow us to attack Pangu Palace first. The Wu Clan is now in a panic, and nine out of ten houses are empty. There is nothing to be afraid of. As long as we go there and raise the flag, most of the twelve tribes will surrender!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! Please give the order!"

Xiangliu and Kuafu, the two new members of the gang, were eager to make achievements and stepped forward to fight:
"Don't bother the heavenly soldiers and generals to capture the Twelve Divisions. We can do it for you!"

We really want to make progress!
"Another rush."

Jin Bing sighed, and naturally understood their plan:
The reason why these surrendered great wizards are so eager to fight is not only because they really want to make achievements and progress, but more importantly, they want to protect the peace of their hometown!
After all, they are all fellow villagers who gather in Pangu Temple to barbecue. Although they have their own conflicts and their interests may conflict with each other in normal times, the situation is critical now. Once the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals under the Demon King, who are eager to make achievements, destroy the Twelve Tribes, it will be too tragic.

Rather than letting them fight to the last and be crushed, it is better to give yourself credit by fighting and trying to persuade them to surrender at the same time, so that casualties and losses can be reduced to a minimum!
It was precisely because of their multiple thoughts that Jin Bing agreed to their request after a little consideration:

"Well, then, let's give this great achievement to all the great witches!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The eyes of the great witches lit up, and they thanked him repeatedly. Then they immediately gathered a group of surrendered witch soldiers and rushed towards the twelve tribes under Mount Buzhou with a roar:

Fellow villagers, let me lend you some military merit!
"..."

Seeing them rushing out with such passion, Jin Bing didn't know what to say for a moment...

"Xuandu."

Jin Bing suddenly looked towards Xuandu who was standing on the left:
"What did you learn from this?"

"what?"

Xuan Du was asked without any preparation, and couldn't help but feel a little flustered, but he still showed enough quality. After a brief thought, he said:
"This...Xuan Du has realized that the Wu Clan is not as loving and caring as outsiders think!"

Jin Bing nodded slightly:

"That's right. Everyone in the world believes that the descendants of Pangu are connected by blood, and they are as close as brothers and love each other..."

"But in fact, even real brothers often don't give in to each other. Blood can't guarantee that they will always be of the same mind, because they are two different people after all."

"The twelve tribes of the Wu clan already have conflicts of interest with each other, and coupled with their original bloodline hierarchy, this exacerbates the tendency for infighting."

"Can the ancestor witch and the great witch really be as close as brothers? Can the great witch and the ordinary little witch love each other?"

"They have a strict hierarchy, even more so than the dragon clan back then. Blood ties...are not worth mentioning in terms of benefits!"

Jin Bingyu said earnestly:
"Whether you are related or not, there are different levels... This is not just true for the Wu clan, but for all races. Therefore, those in power should never let themselves fall into the trap of race."

"It was a trap filled with blood and tragedy..."

As he spoke, Jin Bing's eyes seemed to reflect the tragic scenes of the first life when the demon slaughtered people and was slaughtered in retaliation, and the second life when the demons slaughtered each other...

He has been through too much and doesn't want to go through it again!

Xuan Du seemed to understand something, but as a young man he had never witnessed those things, so he heard other aspects from the Demon King's teachings:

Bloodline cannot be involved in government affairs... So is this the reason why His Majesty the Demon King has always refused to acknowledge his relatives in the East China Sea?

He speculated so in his heart, but Xuandu didn't dare to say it out loud...

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[In the 374th year of the Demonic Calendar, the 6th year of the 2nd cycle, you, as the Demon King of the Equal Heavenly Court, led an army of more than 500 Daluo, a million Xuanxian and above, to attack the 12 Ancestral Witch Tribes at the foot of Mount Buzhou.]

[It was fate. Hou Yi and other surrendered witches launched a massive attack on the Twelve Tribes. Each tribe was already extremely weak, and the eleven witch ancestors except Emperor Jiang were not very motivated. So after a few symbolic resistances, the Twelve Tribes surrendered to the Equal Heavenly Court.]

[We captured millions of witches from various tribes, but only tens of thousands of them were capable of fighting... We also captured 41 great witches, and this battle was a complete victory! ]

[Although the record was poor, you still generously gave Hou Yi and other meritorious witches a lot of rewards. The witches were delighted and thought that they had made the right choice! Then you escorted the captured witches back to the Shouyang Mountain prisoner-of-war camp for labor reform...]

[Now, all the twelve tribes have surrendered in defeat, and the eleven ancient witches have also received your courtesy, leaving only the old brother Dijiang who is missing. ]

[After uprooting the Wu clan, you finally passed the prehistoric land. Zhongzhou, the four wastelands, and the four seas are all in your hands. ]

[Next, it is the final stage of the orthodox battle in heaven: conquering the thirty-three heavens! ]

[The glory of victory is just around the corner...]

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Jin Bing set up camp. Under the witness of the towering ancient Mount Buzhou, the Equal Heaven is preparing for this final battle.

"I'm sorry that we haven't entertained you well during the military trip. I hope you won't mind!" Jin Bing smiled as he met the eleven ancestor witches in the camp, but he was very surprised in his heart:
In fact, it was quite unexpected. Before the war, he had expected that the major witch ancestors would never admit defeat and would fight him to the death, and some would even die as quasi-saints themselves!
After all, the Wu Clan had cut off the fat piece of meat of Zhongzhou from the Heavenly Court. While abusing the slave monsters, they also clamored to flatten Shouyang Mountain. Their fighting spirit was extremely strong, and they didn't look like they would surrender...

"Everyone?"

Jin Bing stopped laughing, but no one in the tent spoke for a long time.

The atmosphere started to get awkward...

"cough!"

The traitor Hou Tu coughed, breaking the silence of the brothers and sisters, signaling them to speak so as not to embarrass the Demon King.

The witch ancestors finally woke up from their dreams, and Zhu Rong was the first to speak in a dull voice:
"I'm not saying anything, but you're too cruel, little dragon... We all volunteered, but you still emptied out the Twelve Divisions!"

"that is!"

Gonggong, Qiangliang and other hot-tempered ancestor witches also expressed their support for Zhurong, looking extremely unhappy!
In fact, it was no wonder that they were unhappy, because after Jin Bing subdued the witch tribe, he did not harm them as everyone imagined, but instead, he waved his hand and captured all the great and small witches from the twelve tribes at the foot of the mountain. Except for Pangu Temple, he demolished everything that could be demolished...

This made all the witch ancestors regret it in their hearts. If they had known this would happen, they should have listened to their eldest brother and fought to the death!

"Ha ha!"

Hearing the dissatisfaction of the ancient witches, Jin Bing was not at all nervous and answered them with a smile:

"Please rest assured, I have no intention of making things difficult for them. I am taking them to Shouyang Mountain just to give an explanation to the demons."

"After all, the Wu Clan is the enemy of all living things and has massacred so many people. In order to appease the public anger, they must be punished."

Zhu Jiuyin asked:
"Are they going to die?"

"Some will die, but most won't."

Jin Bing still smiled.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ju Mang asked again:
"Then when can you come back?"

Jin Bing thought for a moment:
"Can't come back."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Zhurong, Gonggong and the others looked extremely unhappy...

Jin Bing ignored them and turned to Hou Tu and asked:
"Do you still remember the agreement between me and Hou Tu Zu Wu?"

Hou Tu naturally knew what he was talking about and nodded:
"remember."

"Well!"

Jin Bing clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Right now, the Sun Star Lord is on pins and needles. The four wildernesses and four seas and the Central Plains have all been pacified. It is time to prepare to establish the reincarnation cycle."

"The captured Wu tribe members since the war began will all live outside Shouyang Mountain from now on, and the personnel to form the Samsara will be selected from the various tribes at the foot of Shouyang Mountain. Everything is up to you!"

Hou Tu was stunned at first, and then immediately realized that this was a decision that would be of great benefit to the Wu Clan:

The entire clan was registered as a resident of Shouyang Mountain, and the reincarnation cycle was managed by the ancestor of the Wu clan, himself. In name, the staff was selected from the myriad clans of Shouyang Mountain, but in practice, wasn't it...

"Thank you Demon King!"

Hou Tu bowed to him solemnly.

The two of them sang in unison, and the scene was very harmonious, but the ancient witches were confused:
What is reincarnation? What is the agreement? Why don’t we know about it?!

Sister, even though the brothers know you are the traitor, you can't do this...

Also, the witch tribe is all under the control of the girls, so what are we supposed to do?!

Apparently Hou Tu also thought of this, so she asked Jin Bing about this matter again:
"Can you let my brothers also..."

"As for reincarnation, let Hou Tu Zu Wu arrange it."

Jin Bing smiled, and Hou Tu immediately understood, so she thanked him again and told the still confused brothers about the matter of "reincarnation". Now everyone smiled again:
Although there is no witch clan that can control things at will, it is still a high position and power to be able to get a position in the reincarnation that covers all creatures in the ancient world, isn't it?

Anyway, it's not a loss...

Jin Bing looked at all this and sighed slightly in his heart:
After all, they were a group of quasi-saints who surrendered voluntarily. Even if he had the support of the Six Saints, he couldn't treat them harshly. The only result was that he could only give up some of his interests...

But just as he was sighing, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure suddenly approached:
"I know all about the pact between you and my sister."

Jin Bing was stunned. The person in his memory and the person in reality seemed to merge into one...

Xuan Ming looked at him in confusion, not understanding why the little dragon was staring at him in a daze, so he said:
"But don't be careless. Now is not the time to think about establishing the reincarnation cycle... Big brother has the blood essence of eleven of us. Although he can't set up a complete Dutian Shensha formation, it is by no means a small matter!"

"Besides, he has specially gone to find the Sun Star Lord, intending to work together for the last fight... You'd better ask the saint to prepare in advance, otherwise it will be very dangerous!"

She...is caring about me again?

Jin Bing had mixed feelings in his heart, but he still tried his best to distinguish the two people. Now this Xuan Ming was not her...

However, Xuanming's advice also reminded Jin Bing, who was a little proud:

We haven't completely won yet. The quasi-saint Dijiang is still resisting stubbornly. He may disregard the tacit understanding and attack recklessly. It is extremely dangerous!
And the Sun Star Lord, the master who treated him well in his previous life, should have decided to fight to the end. This final battle is not that simple...

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(End of this chapter)