Lin Qian’s connection with Wei Wushuang through the Tactical Mirror was severed, and the mirrors in front of each of them returned to their tranquil state.
This ti, by using the Tactical Mirror to communicate, Lin Qian reassured his master and Ye Xin about his real situation, so they would not worry about his current circumstances.
"Senior, I don’t quite understand; why doesn’t Little Qian simply have his subordinates take action to annihilate those two despicable races? Wouldn’t that solve the problem? Why is he only aiding the Human Clan of that Small World, making them do it themselves?" Ye Xin blinked her eyes curiously.
She was also curious about why Wei Wushuang was so focused on Lin Qian’s actions and his intentions.
"Because of what the Small World has gone through in the past, they lack confidence in themselves as Sect Masters, and are overly self-deprecating," Wei Wushuang looked at the now dim Tactical Mirror and spoke slowly. "If Lin Qian had no designs on that Small World, he would do as you say, directly eradicate the Dwarf Ghost Clan and the Giant Ghost Clan, then lead the humans out of the Small World once and for all."
"It’s precisely because this kid has plans for the Small World that he is cultivating those humans, letting them take action themselves. The goal is to help them regain their ttle, restore confidence in their own clan, and rebuild their dignity."
"Don’t forget, these people call him ’Emperor’ and refer to you as the ’Empress Consort.’ My disciple wants to be the emperor of that Small World, and those humans will be his subjects," Wei Wushuang said to Ye Xin, then turned to walk towards the stairs, preparing to leave the cabin.
"It seems my disciple wouldn’t tolerate his subjects being a bunch of worthless creatures, full of self-doubt, without dignity, not believing in their own bloodline."
Wei Wushuang departed from the command room, leaving behind Ye Xin who stood still in a daze, thinking silently, "To control the Small World, Little Qian’s subjects?"
With this thought, Ye Xin’s mind involuntarily conjured up an image of Lin Qian’s proud face, making her cheeks flush red.
"The stern Little Qian is so handso!"
"Achoo!" Inside the Small World, Lin Qian was inspecting the mbers of the Stone Tribe who were getting organized, when he suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose, "What’s going on?"
Imdiately after, Shi Yun and Qin Xing hurried from not too far away to Lin Qian’s presence: "My lord, all the tribespeople are ready."
Hearing their report, Lin Qian nodded to himself and saw all the people gradually gathering around.
The people knew they were about to leave and looked at the wooden houses with a bit of reluctance.
"No need to linger with sorrow; the days to co will be even better than these." Seeing their expressions, Lin Qian spoke up, and at the sa ti, pointed towards the sky.
Following that, the people of the Stone Tribe all looked astonished, because they noticed that everything around them had suddenly darkened, as if sothing overhead was blocking the light.
When they looked up in bewildernt, they imdiately saw the colossal object that had appeared above them.
A warship!
Ti flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, eight days had passed. The gathered Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan roared excitedly, charging towards the south.
The Dwarf Ghost Clan and the Giant Ghost Clan did not unite as one army; even though they both followed the orders of the Black Blood Clan’s alien race, the two clans launched their invasion of the south from the east and the west.
Each Nirvana Realm alien creature would lead two or three hundred Shape Origin Realm tribespeople forming a small team advancing through the thick fog.
Even though their visibility was limited, neither the Dwarf Ghost Clan nor the Giant Ghost Clan would be affected by the thick fog and fall for the illusions.
Moreover, already aware of the locations of the various Human Clan tribes, they couldn’t possibly make a mistake in their direction.
Every Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan mber moving south was exceptionally excited, including their Sky Breaking Realm commanders, who are of the Saint Level among the alien races.
None of the Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan were suspicious as to why the tribespeople sent out for reconnaissance hadn’t returned.
In their hearts, it was impossible for their tribe mbers to run into any trouble; they might have already had their fill of the delicious humans.
The order given by the Black-Robe to them was simply to capture all humans with Soul Power. As for the humans without Soul Power, they were free for them to consu.
Furthermore, the adversary had made it very clear to them that he would take them away from this world, and there were even more tasty humans outside.
The precondition was that they had to complete the orders of that person well.
"Ha ha ha, humans, you vermin, your servitors from the Giant Ghost Clan are hungry." A sinister laugh traveled through the dense fog as a mber of the Giant Ghost Clan burst forth from the white haze and entered the Stone Tribe’s grounds. Following behind him were quite a few of his clan mbers.
However, when they saw everything in front of them clearly, they were dumbfounded.
The Stone Tribe was deserted, not a single person remained. Not only that, but Taen also discovered corpses of the Giant Ghost Clan and the Dwarf Ghost Clan nearby the Stone Tribe.
"These worms have so nerve to actually go against us!" The leader of the Giant Ghost Clan team roared in anger, "Search, these little worms can’t hide for long."
It wasn’t just this team—gradually, both the Giant Ghost Clan and the Dwarf Ghost Clan started to realize the human tribes were devoid of any human presence, completely empty.
At the sa ti, they also discovered that the clan mbers they had sent out to scout earlier had all died.
Rage flad up in the chests of the Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan as they hastened their searches for other tribes.
They would attack when the fog arose and rest in the territories of the human tribes when the fog dispersed.
Initially, the commanders from the Sky Breaking Realm of other races didn’t notice anything amiss. In the past, when the Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan moved south, the humans would flee, constantly retreating.
To them, it was the sa this ti; the southern humans had again fled to the farthest reaches.
But in the Dwarf Ghost Clan and Giant Ghost Clan’s view, this was futile—where could they escape to?
"These pitiful humans probably don’t even know that we only live in what’s called a Small World. Beyond it lies a far vaster universe."
"That’s right, it’s a pity, though. The Human Clan looks like they’re going to be wiped out."
"If it wasn’t for the Lord’s arrival, the Human Clan would still be penned up by us—their eradication is actually a form of rcy."
During the rest in the dispersing fog, these beings from the Sky Breaking Realm would gather and converse, laughing from ti to ti.
Days went by, and their laughter faded.
They had searched all of the human tribes, and no one was to be found.
The empty land with sparse withered trees to the south—no one!
It was as if the humans had evaporated from the face of the earth, vanishing to the south.
"How is this possible, this can’t be." Within the ranks of the Giant Ghost Clan, an eight-zhang-tall figure stomped on the ground in anger, "Why have these human worms disappeared, why!"
Within the Dwarf Ghost Clan, a stocky older man with tightly packed muscles stared into the even more densely packed dry forest to the far south: "Could the humans have gone there? Impossible. Entering that place would be a death wish for us, let alone these pen-raised livestock."
At this mont, the question of where the humans had gone lingered in their minds, impossible to dispel!
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