Chapter 631: Trial

ans were actually Level 2 talismans!When fifteen second-grade Taoist texts were displayed for a moment! The whole audience was silent.Everyone stared at Zhao Shimai in stunned silence, their faces ful...She had expended too much energy, and her life force was almost completely burned away.

What kept her going was her indomitable will.

Fang Chen, however, frowned.

Before Ailing, he could clearly see how hard she had been working.

Not only him, but also the living sprite cultivators are basically like this.

Now there aren't many elves who can still stand.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen threw the Tianling bell in his hand into the void!

The Skybell floats in the void, radiating brilliant seven-colored auroras, shrouding the spirits like Ailing.

Eiling felt a surge of pure, potent energy enter her body. Instantly, warmth spread throughout her.

Her depleted Qi and blood were slowly recovering, making her feel much better.

Other injured spirits were the same, and even those who had fainted gradually regained consciousness.

The Skybell is a treasure of this realm, and the elves are the spirits of this realm. The energy they radiate naturally has a miraculous effect on them.

Although it can't fully restore them, it can make them feel better and recover some of their injuries.

After doing all this, Fang Chen looked at Xie Yan and said: "It's time to deal with you guys."

Even though Xie Yan was cut in half, his life force as a being from the Qian Shan Realm was terrifyingly strong.

Even though he was only half-bodied, Xie Yan still had rosy cheeks and showed no sign of imminent death.

But at this moment, he hated Fang Chen with all his heart.

It's all because of this despicable bastard, he ruined the Swallowing Heaven Clan's grand plan!

But they still have a chance! As long as they can survive! Then their kin outside the Celestial Continent will be able to sense their presence.

When the great masters of the clan make a move, even Fang Chen who possesses the Sky-Reaching Bell will be no match!

Now the only thing to do is to survive. As long as we survive, there is hope.

He sighed and looked up to the sky, resigned to his fate: "Since we've lost, I accept defeat. Do with me as you please."

Of course, he also understood that he certainly couldn't live.

But as long as there is one of their kind alive, those of their race outside the Qitian Continent will be able to find this place.

And besides the higher-ups, other members of the Swallowing Heaven Clan actually don't know what clan they belong to.

Even most thought they were members of the Rock Horn Clan, so the possibility of their identity being exposed was extremely low.

Fang Chen nodded slowly: "A good one to listen to your orders, since that's the case, then let's kill them all."

As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators of the Swallowing Heaven Clan showed despair on their faces.

The elves were incredibly delighted.

They don't know how many relatives and friends died in this war. Every Swallowing Heaven cultivator who participated in the war must die!

Xie Yan had long guessed this outcome and wasn't flustered at all.

As long as the hundreds of millions living in Xi'an remain alive, even if they become slaves, it doesn't matter.

Evil Rock said plainly, "Do as you please, but I only hope that you will treat the rest of my Rockhorn clan well."

"You seem to have misunderstood me," Fang Chen said calmly.

"What I mean is, genocide.

"

The moment the word "genocide" was uttered, the entire battlefield fell silent.

Even the healing fairy, Alice, and others couldn't believe their eyes as they watched Fang Chen!

Even Xie Yan couldn't control his expression, his face full of disbelief.

"Harry said, lightly injured, 'McDao, there is no need for this. We can keep these rock-horned tribesmen as slaves. There's no need to kill them all.'"

"Indeed, Master Mac. Compared to killing these creatures, it would be better to make them slaves," said the Head of the Martial Hall.

"To kill them would only be doing them a favor," the Hall Master of Guardians also said.

The slaves of one race can allow the elven race to grow rapidly, they naturally want to keep them.

Even the wounded Ai Ling and Alice could no longer sit still, stopping their healing to say:

"Mace, while they are despicable, exterminating their entire clan would harm the elven race's fortunes. If we do that, our elven race's fortunes would be greatly diminished, and it will be difficult to rise again in the future."

"May I remind you, little one, to carefully consider this matter. Ailing also asks for your careful consideration."

"Haha!"

Changsheng Lao Haha laughed uproariously, "Ai Ling, Ai Li Si, look at the savior you've chosen! To exterminate an entire race That's the real way to harm the elves!"

Even if there is a deep blood feud between the two clans, they would not do anything as extreme as genocide.

Because killing hundreds of millions of beings would affect the entire race's fortune.

So even if there's a deep-seated blood feud, ultimately it mostly ends with one side becoming slaves.

Xie Yan also knew this well, so he was not flustered at all.

He sneered, "Wipe out my clan Such bold words. Why don't you try wiping out one for me! Then your elven race will die with us!"

"You lowly creature! I'll exterminate your entire clan! You should be terrified!"

Mi Zhong was also mocking, and other high-level officials were laughing at him.

Although they were afraid of death, they also understood that they wouldn't live to see tomorrow.

Since pleading is useless, perhaps it's best to mock Fang Chen well before death.

One immortal also stared at Fang Chen with a contemptuous face: "You little brat who hasn't even dried your milk, you really think you can act recklessly just because you got the domain treasure"

She looked back at Ai Ling and said, "A person so ruthless and cruel has obtained the domain treasure. I'm afraid your lives will be difficult from now on."

Other powerful spirits exchanged glances upon hearing this.

This fairy's words are not false. If Maichen were a person who enjoyed killing, their elven race would be...

In the face of their mockery, Fang Chen's expression remained calm.

He said calmly, "Indeed, extermination would cause a great deal of karma. But what if the clan being exterminated isn't from the Qitian Continent"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter ceased abruptly.

Xie Yan, Yi Xian's heart was startled! A sense of foreboding arose in his heart!

The crowd of elves were stunned. Were they not a race from the Qitian Continent What did this mean

Fang Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, and he said, "You should know that those who are not from this world are not protected by this world. You should be very clear about this, right"

"Did you know"

Xie Yan could be certain that Fang Chen must know their identities.

Everything that was written about their race in the records of the Demon Sea Undersea Realm should have been destroyed! How did he know this

"Lord of the Divine Mountain!"

He thought of it immediately.

The Lord of Mount Shen would surely leave behind a trace of regret at the gate of fate, telling Fang Chen everything from back then.

"You're not from the Qitian Continent, Xiao You," Ai Ling questioned in bewilderment.

Fang Chen looked at Xie Yan and asked, "You speak or I speak"

Xie Yan remained silent.

"Sighing lightly, Fang Chen said, “Since that’s the case, let me tell you. It’s also a good opportunity to explain what happened tens of thousands of years ago.”

He stared at the Evil Rock, and said in a low voice: "Back then, the Yaokan tribe entered this domain under the guise of aiding the Elf race's rise to power, but their true goal was for this domain itself."

Fang Chen recounted the events of that year.

The powerful spirit lords suddenly realized that the master of Mount Shen was also a member of the Spirit Race.

Back then, in order to prevent the Sprite race from being completely enslaved and to stop the Rockhorn tribe's ambitions, the Great Realm was divided into the Demon Sea and Underrock.

They also had many questions, and Fang Chen answered them one by one.

Ai Ling also sensed that something was amiss with the Xie Yan clan and asked, “What kind of race are they”floated before the disciples.He said, “A drop of blood into the jade cup.Seeing this, everyone could only prick their fingers and drip blood into the jade cup.Xiang Zhiming fixed his gaze on the crowd...