Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"Look, that's the Qin Family Ancestor. He's a Demigod Peak existence. It looks like even a powerhouse like him can't stand by and watch any longer. Heh heh, that arrogant kid is done for."

"I don't think so. If the Qin Family dared to make a move, they would have done it long ago. Stepping out now probably just means they want to negotiate."

"Tch, negotiate? Are you stupid? The Qin Family Ancestor is at the Demigod Peak. Even back when the Immortal Dao flourished, he would have been considered a regional hegemon. That kid is only acting so disrespectfully because he has some favor from the Lord Human Emperor. Do you think the Qin Family Ancestor is afraid of him? He's only holding back out of deference to the Lord Human Emperor. But now, he actually wants us to submit to him? On what grounds? If it were the Qin Family Ancestor, that would be one thing, but some wet-behind-the-ears kid? What ability does he have to become the Human Race's Common Lord?"

"That's right! I don't want to be a slave, especially not with a little brat as my master!"

Just as nearly everyone thought the Qin Family Ancestor had stepped out to confront Yang Xiao—or at the very least, to negotiate out of respect for the Lord Human Emperor—his actions left them all utterly dumbfounded.

He walked to a spot directly in front of Yang Xiao.

Then, he knelt.

That's right. He knelt.

Just like that, he was on his knees.

This single act stunned everyone!

Even the members of the Qin Family were taken by surprise.

This was their Qin Family Ancestor, a Demigod Peak Level powerhouse. A peerless existence whose stomp could make the entire Profound Sun Continent tremble.

But now, what were they seeing?

The Qin Family Ancestor had actually knelt.

It was simply unbelievable.

And just as everyone found it incredible, the two Demigod Level powerhouses of the Qin Family exchanged a look, both clearly astonished.

But the next moment...

They knelt in unison.

At this, the rest of the Qin Family was completely at a loss.

Until one of the Qin Family's Demigod Level powerhouses shouted, "What are you standing around for? The Ancestor and we have already knelt! Are you planning to betray the family? Or do you think you're more noble than us?"

As soon as he said this, the members of the Qin Family, no longer at a loss, finally reacted.

With a great rustle, the ground was suddenly filled with kneeling figures.

The sight left everyone dumbstruck.

Even the two Demigods from the Mo Family and the Tianyi Sect felt their hearts tremble. However, at this moment, they didn't think the Qin Family was doing this because of Yang Xiao.

Instead, they felt this was a premeditated conspiracy, a grand plot orchestrated by the Qin Family Ancestor targeting all the Martial Cultivators on the Profound Sun Continent.

Just then, the Qin Family Ancestor spoke.

"I, Qin Demao, wish to lead the three thousand six hundred and seventy-five members of the Qin Family in pledging allegiance to the Saint Prince, Yang Xiao. If we break this oath, may heaven and earth strike us down! Please accept our submission, Saint Prince!"

As soon as he said this, never mind everyone else; even Yang Xiao was a little surprised.

Although he had some inkling when the Qin Family Ancestor led his family in kneeling—that this old man who had lived for countless years had already seen the writing on the wall.

But for him to declare it so openly, and to address him as Saint Prince, still came as a surprise to Yang Xiao.

Soon enough, however, he smiled.

Because with the Qin Family Ancestor taking the lead, the morale that had been dissipating was now suddenly gathering once more.

And it was becoming even more unified.

Yang Xiao could even sense the emotional fluctuations in their hearts, and he knew the Qin Family Ancestor was sincere.

Since it was sincere...

then whatever the reason...

what did it matter?

"Good. Since the Qin Family is so discerning, I, Yang Xiao, will be sure to treat you well. What about the rest of you?"

Yang Xiao's gaze swept over the crowd, naturally focusing on the two Demigod Level powerhouses from the Mo Family and the Tianyi Sect.

And when the two of them met Yang Xiao's gaze, they both sighed.

They took a step forward.

And also knelt.

"The Mo Family is willing to submit."

"The Tianyi Sect is also willing to submit."

As the saying goes, one must bend to the circumstances.

If the Qin Family hadn't pulled a move like this, even if the other side also had five Demigod Level powerhouses, they could have still gambled as long as the Qin Family stood with them.

But now...

'Looks like that old fox Qin Demao planned to screw us over from the start,' the Mo Family Ancestor thought resentfully.

The Tianyi Sect's Supreme Elder felt the same way.

With the three great families having submitted, more than half of the remaining people also knelt.

Most of them belonged to family factions.

Among them, to Yang Xiao's surprise, was even the Loose Cultivator, Li Mubai.

Of course, besides those willing to submit, there were quite a few who were not.

They remained standing.

And the three breaths of time had already passed.

"If you are unwilling to submit, then please leave," Yang Xiao said lightly.

He had no desire to force them.

It would be meaningless.

These people looked around, and one of them stepped forward.

"Young Master Yang should know that traveling overseas is no easy feat. Although we are unwilling to submit to you, we ask that you give us some time to depart. How about it?"

However, no sooner had his voice fallen than a snide voice piped up, "That's right. We still have elders at home, so we'll need a bit more time. At least eight to ten years, I'm afraid. Young Master Yang, your agreement with the Lord Human Emperor was for three months, wasn't it? I wonder what will happen if you fail to meet that deadline?"

Yang Xiao glanced at the person who had spoken so provocatively.

A smile touched his lips.

This guy was none other than the brother of the young man named Zou—Zou Wuji.

A few days ago, he had the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon kill Zou Wuji. The news must have gotten back, prompting this fellow to rush here.

But even now, he still couldn't read the situation. How pathetic.

As expected, before Yang Xiao could speak, the elder from the Lu Family who had remained silent with his aura concealed—the Tier Three True God, Lu Changhe—spoke up. "You needn't worry about your elders. They have already submitted. Outside of this place, altars are already being erected all across the Profound Sun Continent in preparation to pay tribute to heaven and earth. As for you lot, you won't need eight to ten years to leave. With this old man here, a quarter of an hour is more than enough."

As he spoke, he made his move.

With a raise of his hand, he swiped at the empty air.

Instantly, a massive void rift appeared before everyone.

Seeing this, the two Demigod Level powerhouses from the Mo Family and the Tianyi Sect felt their hearts skip a beat.

They exchanged another look, both seeing the terror in the other's eyes.

'A True God!'

'Damn it, that guy is actually a True God.'

'No wonder that old fox Qin Demao was so obedient and knelt immediately. He must have sensed that Yang Xiao had a True God backing him.'

"If only I had known..." The Mo Family Ancestor gave a bitter smile.

The Tianyi Sect's Supreme Elder also looked crestfallen. "Still, we submitted in the end. Those other people are going to have it rough. Who knows where that portal leads? Never mind the chaotic void currents; even a deserted island would be enough to make them suffer immensely."

At this thought, both Demigod Level powerhouses felt a sense of relief.

They looked at those who had refused to submit, and even dared to be provocative, with pity in their eyes.

'These guys...'

'...are finished.'