I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Qiong, who was kneeling in the front, suddenly looked up and looked at Yin Chuan with an expression of disbelief.

Even the calm Ye Qingzhi completely abandoned the last bit of fantasy in his heart at this moment, and he immediately opened his mouth and shouted angrily.

"Yinchuan! How dare you!!"

"The Immortal Ancestor's order! What Immortal Ancestor's order? I don't believe it!"

"If you really have the order from the Immortal Ancestor, why did you trick us into coming here?! Ah? Why did you trick us into this small world that is suppressed by two clan-protecting immortal treasures!"

"That's right!! Yinchuan! What do you want to do!!"

Ye Qiong, who reacted, also roared.

"You said this was the order from the Immortal Ancestor! Where is the Immortal Ancestor? If the Immortal Ancestor can issue orders, where are he?!"

Yin Chuan smiled coldly when he heard this.

"Goodbye, everyone."

"Do not!!"

Ye Qingzhi was completely horrified when he saw this and screamed.

"Yin Chuan!! You can't do this! Even if you are the acting clan leader, you are not qualified to decide our life or death! Even if you have the order from the Immortal Ancestor, you can't do this!"

"We are priests! Don't forget who you are!! You can't kill us!! If the Immortal Ancestor knew, your fate would be more terrible than death!!"

"High Priest, I was just passing by. I never had any other thoughts. I really just passed by and said something. Please, let me go this time." Xue Yuheng prayed with tears in his eyes.

He never thought that he would face this situation and would bury his life because of a momentary thought.

He was a 9th level immortal emperor, and had almost reached the end of his cultivation path. There were still good times waiting for him, and how could he, who ruled over the entire companion star of the Night Clan, be willing to die like this...

"Yinchuan! You have no right to decide our life or death!! Let the Immortal Ancestor come! I want to see the Immortal Ancestor!"

"Even if I have to die! I want to die at the hands of the Immortal Ancestor!"

"If the Immortal Ancestor is not here, then this is all a scam! It's your conspiracy!!"

Unlike Xue Yuheng who begged in tears, Ye Qiong and Ye Qingzhi had been looking for an opportunity to make a final resistance by relying on their status.

"Haha, you're right."

Yin Chuan listened quietly to what they said, then suddenly sneered and spoke.

"I am indeed not qualified or empowered to decide your life or death."

"So, let someone else decide whether you live or die."

After saying that, Yin Chuan's figure disappeared from the stone pillar, and then a person appeared out of thin air on the stone pillar in his place.

The dark scroll emitting a faint glow changed hands and came into the hands of Ye Guhuang.

Yin Chuan, who had lost the scroll, was instantly restrained in his physical body by two immortal treasures. He slowly walked to Ye Qiong's side, smiled faintly at him kneeling on the ground.

"Do you think he is qualified?"

Ye Qiong, kneeling on the ground, looked up at Ye Guhuang. When she saw it was him, her expression calmed down instead.

"Hehehehe..."

Ye Qiong just looked at Ye Guhuang quietly and smiled bitterly.

"Gu Huang, when did you become so vicious?"

"They colluded with alien creatures and forged the immortal ancestor's decree to kill us."

"This doesn't seem like your method..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Guhuang looked at Ye Qiong with complicated eyes. The scroll in his hand enabled him to regain the power of the Nine-Revolution Immortal Emperor.

This also means that he can kill millions of defenseless Night Clan members below with just a thought.

"Ye Qiong."

Ye Guhuang looked at him, called his name, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say next.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! No! I can't die!"

Feeling that death was approaching, Ye Lu almost collapsed. He first looked at Ye Qiong, then raised his head with red eyes and shouted angrily.

"Guhuang Priest! Guhuang Priest!! Don't kill me! I am the youngest rank eight immortal emperor of the Night Clan! I can't die! I will still be useful in the future! Give me a chance! Give me a chance!"

"Please, give me a chance, I was wrong..." At the end, Ye Lu actually started crying and looked extremely pitiful.

"I am innocent! Priest Guhuang, I was just passing by. I don't know what they are going to do. Don't kill me..." Xue Yuheng begged Ye Guhuang.

"Guhuang, Guhuang, listen to me, we are one family, there is no conflict that cannot be resolved, there is no need to go this far."

Ye Qingzhi tried to persuade him with his body trembling violently.

"When you kill, it's our people who will die! Others can die, but whether it's you, Ye Qiong or me, can we die? We must not die unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"Don't forget that the Night Clan still has other Nine-turn Immortal Emperors! If we die, the balance will be broken. You have to consider this as well."

"Yes! That's right! Priest Guhuang, you must not act on impulse! You must put the overall situation first." Xue Yuheng also immediately began to persuade.

"Ugh……"

Ye Guhuang sighed softly.

"What is the overall situation? If you die, the Night Clan will be at peace. This is the overall situation..."

“What…” Ye Qingzhi’s face turned completely pale when he heard that.

"Hehehehe..."

Just then, Ye Qiong suddenly laughed.

"Yeah, if we die, will anyone dare to have disloyal thoughts in the future? Hahahaha, that's great, this move is really cruel..."

Ye Guhuang looked at everyone below and slowly raised his right hand.

hum!

In just a moment, a giant sword formed by fairy spirit appeared above everyone's head.

"There's no need to do this, there's no need, we are a tribe, we can't do this..." Ye Qingzhi muttered to himself, his body shaking violently.

"I can't die. I am the youngest eighth-turn Immortal Emperor of the Ye Clan. I can't die. My future is destined to be brilliant." Ye Lu said in despair.

"I just said a few words. I don't deserve the death penalty. I am the one who should not die..." Xue Yuheng kept saying this.

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

Compared to them, Ye Qiong was very free and easy. He turned his head to look at Yin Chuan standing beside him and asked with a smile:

"Has the Immortal Ancestor finally returned?"

Yin Chuan looked down at Ye Qiong, then bent down and whispered in his ear:

"Don't you like gambling? Don't you like guessing?"

"Do you think the Immortal Ancestor has returned?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiong looked at Yin Chuan with complicated eyes, then raised his head to look at the giant sword hanging above his head and muttered to himself:

"Xianzu, why don't you want to see us?"

After saying this, tears slowly flowed from Ye Qiong's eyes.

"Brother, I was wrong..."

On the bloody stone pillar.

Ye Guhuang closed his eyes, and then his right hand suddenly dropped...