"Why did you harm my tribe!" Dao’er angrily stood up.
After all, his current status was equivalent to the leader of the tribe, and even if he knew it would be his death, he had to stand up.
"Hmph, do you still have the face to ask that? Have you forgotten what you did before? Not only will I kill him, but every single person in your tribe will be annihilated!" The ancestor imdiately shouted angrily.
To everyone’s surprise, the people of the tribe were not afraid; instead, they looked at him with righteous indignation, without a trace of fear in their eyes.
This scene was sowhat shocking to Ye Luo; the unity of this tribe was really strong.
"Well, since that’s the case, then you can all go to hell!"
The ancestor did not hesitate any longer and was about to make a move.
However, he was stopped by the people behind him.
"Ancestor, don’t be impulsive. If you launch an attack, these people will be annihilated, but we won’t gain any benefits!" said a middle-aged man behind him.
It was clear these people were not from the sa tribe but gathered by the ancestor.
After all, his internal injuries were still severe, and if he encountered trouble, having these people around would be more reliable.
Yet he hadn’t expected that these indigenous people truly had no cultivation abilities, and he found it hard to understand how such a tribe survived in the South Territory.
As for those legends, he hadn’t heard a word about them.
"Fine, quickly go and loot the treasures. After that, I’ll take their lives!" the ancestor said imdiately.
He was already sowhat impatient, especially looking at Ye Luo with a gaze that wished to devour him alive.
However, Ye Luo was completely absorbed in weaving, as if he hadn’t seen him at all.
It’s a joke; even in his pri, Ye Luo wasn’t afraid, let alone now when he was seriously injured.
Then, those people started running over; the indigenous people’s hands were full of good things.
Not to ntion, these clothes and strong liquor were rare treasures, especially in the South Territory.
But in the South Territory, few would think of targeting the indigenous people, and even other forces weren’t willing to provoke them.
After all, if one truly tainted with misfortune, it could overturn the entire Sect; this wasn’t a matter to joke about.
However, there were always so who didn’t believe in evil, like those rushing over.
"Hurry up, hand over those clothes and the strong liquor you’ve woven!" these people imdiately shouted.
Ye Luo was weaving clothes when he suddenly heard these voices, and he imdiately beca annoyed.
He wasn’t weaving these clothes for no reason; these weren’t ordinary clothes, but contained a hint of Dao Tempo. Originally, he thought the Dao in these clothes was retained in the material, but after watching Nuonuo weave clothes, he realized sothing was wrong!
The Dao turned out to be woven by this special thod!
Moreover, it had to be in the specific scene of the Five Dao Ridges to appear this way.
Therefore, he began trying to learn to weave clothes; perhaps the indigenous people felt nothing, simply weaving clothes according to ancestral thods, without understanding the mysteries within.
But Ye Luo was different; he himself mastered several Laws, and the Dao was the perfect fusion of many Laws, which greatly benefited Ye Luo’s understanding of Law Strength!
So, gradually, he reached a state of forgetting himself, but was disturbed by these people, which made him angry.
"Kid, give that coat!" one of the middle-aged n shouted at Ye Luo.
After all, Ye Luo’s clothes were significantly different from those of others.
Just from their appearance, they looked much more luxurious.
"Scram!" Ye Luo said indifferently.
"Huh? Kid, are you looking for death?" The middle-aged man furiously swung a palm at him.
In the Five Dao Ridges, solving problems was so simple and violent.
Ye Luo was already angry. Seeing this, he also swung a palm.
With a dull sound, the middle-aged man’s body was sent flying.
In mid-air, there happened to be a space rift that imdiately consud the middle-aged man.
This scene imdiately caught the attention of other cultivators; many gathered around.
Of course, what truly interested them was still the clothes in Ye Luo’s hands.
After all, they were discerning; Ye Luo’s clothes were truly premium, as for the middle-aged man devoured by the space rift, no one cared.
"Kid, hand over the clothes, and we will spare your life!" a cultivator said.
Seeing this, Ye Luo’s mood grew worse; he still hoped to use this ti to comprehend so Law Strength, but he hadn’t expected to be interrupted.
"I think it’s you who’s looking for death!" Ye Luo said coldly.
After speaking, Ye Luo took the initiative, a strike of the Great Sage Palm unleashed, containing the Strength of the Thunder Principle, it suddenly beca extrely violent!
"Not good!" These people, seeing this palm, imdiately changed their faces.
In the next mont, they all launched attacks, of course, still body attacks, as no one wanted to be swallowed by a space rift.
Bang!
A series of violent explosions erupted by the lakeside.
After all, Ye Luo used the Strength of the Law, but what about the others? It was just physical strength, the difference was enormous.
In almost an instant, nearly half of these cultivators were turned into pulp by Ye Luo!
The people around were dumbfounded; outside the Five Dao Ridges, this would be nothing special, using the strength of spells they could all achieve.
But here, using spells wasn’t possible; purely relying on physical strength, not even cultivators at the ancestor level could achieve this!
Imdiately, they realized Ye Luo wasn’t a soft target, not one they could easily pinch.
Given such circumstances, several cultivators quietly retreated.
And the previous ancestor, fled even more swiftly, already vanished without a trace.
His vision was certainly sharp, imdiately recognizing Ye Luo was not soone he could handle. In the outside world, he naturally wouldn’t fear Ye Luo, but here in the Five Dao Ridges, he had no choice but to flee, especially since he was gravely injured, he couldn’t possibly be Ye Luo’s opponent.
Seeing that even the ancestor had left, these people scattered promptly.
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