Chapter 967: Let's See Who Has More People

“The Undead Martial Sovereign, undying and indestructible, to us, he is an everlasting deity.”

“As the master of the Endless Divine Realm, he has countless matters to attend to, and currently, he has no time to deal with the affairs of the Lower Realm.”

“But when he has the time, if he discovers that you know Wu Tian is related to that Immortal Emperor and yet you do not help me capture him, the consequences are unthinkable.”

None present had seen the Undead Martial Sovereign, but there is power in a name, just as there is shadow under a tree,

the four weighty words ‘Undead Martial Sovereign’ carry immense threat!!!

The mention of his name struck fear into the hearts of the many factions present; to defy the Undead Martial Sovereign was to invite heavenly punishment with a mere tap of his finger,

from the Upper Realm, descending directly with unstoppable force,

destroying everything in its path, who could oppose it?

Though they detested being threatened, before this threat, they were powerless,

Click!

Immediately, the leader of one faction stepped forward as the first,

“Our Red Book Clan is willing to assist the Bear Tribe today in punishing the wicked and expelling evil!”

When one steps forward, others follow!

As one stood up, a second emerged, leading their clansmen, stepping out directly,

“Our Grit Tiger Clan is willing to assist the Bear Tribe today in punishing the wicked and expelling evil!”

“Our Four Crocodile Clan is willing to assist the Bear Tribe today in punishing the wicked and expelling evil!”

“Our Orange Tree Clan is willing to assist the Bear Tribe today in punishing the wicked and expelling evil!”

“…”

Out of the seventy-two factions that arrived, thirty-nine were willing to help the Bear Tribe, the rest remained neutral, as they were already weak and could not afford further losses, lest they fall below the One Star, Two Star, or even Three Star rank.

Now, those willing to help the Bear Tribe surrounded Wu Tian, the Leopard Cat Clan, and the Willow Sect, raising their arms and shouting in unison.

“Punish the wicked and uphold the righteous path.”

“Punish the wicked and uphold the righteous path.”

“…”

They justified their actions by defining them as aligned with the Righteous Path, meaning, even if they bullied with numbers, so what?

They acted for righteousness,

forced by circumstances,

they bullied with numbers to eradicate evil, against ethics, but willing to do so for righteousness!

They were deceiving others, and themselves too,

in a moment, the battle was imminent!

Madam Yang, her face deathly pale, thought it was all over!

Even though Wu Tian had the Leopard Cat Clan and her Willow Sect, the overwhelming forces surrounding them made victory impossible!

“I don’t mind dying, but Xiu’er must not be harmed.” Madam Yang clutched her daughter, Xiu’er.

Madam Yang’s face was as white as a sheet, to her, her daughter was more important than anything.

“Madam, Xiu’er, it was my impulsive decision that implicated you.” Yang Tian apologized,

Madam Yang shook her head, “The Divine Doctor is your godfather, and mine as well; we must follow his lead, what of death? It’s just a pity for our Xiu’er, still so young.”

“I’m not afraid.” Xiu’er, clutching an iron broom, gritted her teeth,

the current scene only caused her slight worry.

She had not yet returned to her position, but knew the past: in a previous life, she was called Iron Broom and had descended together with Princess Iron Fan’s past incarnation, Iron Fan, to witness a battle between the Bull Demon King and Erlang Shen’s avatar,

it was thrilling then, yet she feared not.

…At this moment, the Bear Tribe’s soldiers, gathered with soldiers of other clans, stood as if ferocious beasts, ready to devour, sending shivers down the spine!

Xiong Taishan stood atop a platform, looking down at Wu Tian and his companions,

“Hahahahaha… Wu Tian, do you see? With our many creatures here, eradicating you is effortless.”

“I suggest you surrender.”

Xiong Taishan’s eyes shone with pride.

With so many creatures on their side, victory seemed assured to them no matter how the battle unfolded.

Wu Tian’s defeat was inevitable.

“More creatures mean victory? Is that what you think?” Wu Tian asked.

“How could it be wrong?” Xiong Taishan sneered, “I have more creatures than you, so you shall die, simple logic, Wu Tian, do you not understand?”

Boom!

Along with Xiong Taishan’s words, the creatures gathered together again from his side, their aura like a ravening beast, opening its bloody mouth, roaring with terrifying force.

However, Wu Tian’s mouth curled in a mocking smile, the technique of Spiritual Sense, though interrupted by the Undead Martial Sovereign before spreading further in the Immortal Emperor Realm,

at the scene, only Wu Tian knew the method of Spiritual Sense,

at this moment, detecting something, his lips curled into a deep, mocking smile, as he looked at Xiong Taishan and his creatures, taking a deep breath, “I give you a chance, whoever among you does not wish to help Xiong Taishan, step aside, or else, die alongside Xiong Taishan.”

Wu Tian’s voice was icy, yet none heeded him, their steps remained unchanged, they had pledged support for Xiong Taishan, so they would continue to support him,

besides, not helping Xiong Taishan?

If one day, the Undead Martial Sovereign had time and inquired into the Lower Realm, learning of this, wouldn’t they be doomed?

Xiong Taishan was pleased: “See that? No one wishes to withdraw, our numbers are greater, none withdraw, Wu Tian, no matter what you say or do, the victor today is me! Don’t blame me for exploiting our numbers.”

“Who truly exploits numbers remains uncertain.”

Wu Tian’s voice was grim,

his words left Xiong Taishan and others stunned.

They couldn’t understand Wu Tian’s words; what did he mean by ‘who truly exploits numbers?’

It was clear who had more and who had fewer.

Xiong Taishan looked toward the neutral factions, saying coldly, “Wu Tian means you want to help him?”

“We wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare…”

The neutral factions shook their heads in unison, indicating they did not dare.

Xiong Taishan, smug again, smiled at Wu Tian,

“See that? They won’t help you.”

Wu Tian shook his head, he wasn’t referring to those neutral factions,

“Are there other forces to consider?”

Xiong Taishan raised his head with a smile, “Where are they? Stop pretending; there’s simply no…”

“Roar…”

Suddenly, a series of dragon-like roars echoed,

the sound came from high above,

Xiong Taishan and his followers couldn’t help but look up,

only to see in the firmament, a line of entities advancing towards them, like a mighty ocean wave, bringing an imposing aura like a gathering storm,

causing the space to feel weighty,

“Is this a dragon?” a creature called out in disbelief,

“No, it’s a Flood Dragon!”

Master Li the Fortune Teller corrected,

A Flood Dragon, often called a Dragon, though its aura is not quite divine, similar to how a lion is not a cat despite being in the cat family,

Flood Dragons are widely known for their frequent appearances; they inhabit lake abysses and water-rich locations, often hiding in ponds or rivers far from human habitation. Those hiding in such waters are termed ‘submerged Flood Dragons.’ Legend has it a ‘Flood Dragon’ can transform into a true dragon after cultivating for a thousand focused years,

yet such dedicated thousand-year cultivation is rare for them to achieve.

“No… impossible… I must be dreaming.”

Xiong Taishan’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, unable to believe his eyes!

He slapped his face with a bear’s paw. It hurt!

He didn’t wake up!

Slap again!

It hurt!

Still no awakening?

Again…