Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Furthermore, if Qin Ming really joined the Poison Devil Sect, the Devil Ancestor would have to fulfill his promise and give up on occupying the Skydragon World.    

If that was the case, then their thousand years of preparation and thousand years of waiting would be completely wasted.    

They wanted to occupy the Skydragon World because all the resources would belong to them after they occupied the Skydragon World, and the Poison Devil Sect would become even stronger.    

Another reason was that they had conquered the Skydragon World, and all the Poison Devils could become the most powerful people in the world.    

Taking over the Skydragon World wasn't the same as killing all the Martial Cultivator.    

They would leave a portion of the Martial Cultivator that surrendered, and let them become slaves. After that, they would serve them.    

As long as they didn't give the resources to the Martial Cultivator, then they wouldn't become strong and could only be enslaved for the rest of their lives.    

The resources in Skydragon World were simply too abundant. It was because those powers had left all their resources for themselves to enjoy. It was a waste.    

How wonderful would their lives be if these resources were given to them?    

Over the past thousand years, most of the Poison Devils had been hiding in the dark underground.    

For this day, they had endured for too long.    

They couldn't accept it, but the victory in their hands had been buried in vain.    

However, they couldn't disobey the orders of the Devil Ancestor. No matter how much they hated Qin Ming in their hearts, they could only look at him fiercely.    

Many of the Dragon Realm Poison Devils held weapons in their hands. Their hands turned pale, and they wished they could rush forward and kill Qin Ming.    

But in the end, they endured it and watched from the side.    

"You're courting death!" Hearing the Demon Ancestor threatening his family, Qin Ming did not care about the expressions of the surrounding Martial Cultivator that wanted to eat people. He clenched his fists. He glared at the Demon Ancestor and said, "Do you think that the Poison Demon Sect will win for sure?"    

"Not yet!"    

"As long as I'm still alive, the Poisonous Demon Faction will never be able to take over the Skydragon World."    

"Your Demon Ancestor is just a piece of trash. It has been a thousand years, but he still hasn't taken over the Skydragon World."    

"A piece of trash like you is worthy of me submitting to you? Pui..."    

Qin Ming was extremely disdainful. His body had already recovered its strength, so there was no need for him to feign civility with the other party.    

"How dare you!" Hearing that Qin Ming was looking down on the Devil Ancestor without holding back, the Dragon Realm Poison Devils beside him raised their weapons high and glared at him.    

As long as the Devil Ancestor gave the order, they would immediately rush forward and tear Qin Ming into pieces.    

Nearly two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils had arrived. All of them were glaring at Qin Ming. The Qi on their bodies seemed to be connected. Qin Ming's clothes that were covered in blood were fluttering in the wind.    

"You are courting death!" Seeing that Qin Ming was trying to persuade him again and again, but to no avail, the Devil Ancestor took out his saber from his Dimensional Ring. The Qi of life and death was madly pressing down on Qin Ming.    

He wanted Qin Ming to join the Poison Devil Sect. There was only one way - Qin Ming would truly submit to him.    

Otherwise, it would be useless even if Qin Ming was captured by force.    

Given Qin Ming's will, unless it was the supreme Devil God who attacked him personally, it would be impossible for him to convert Qin Ming's bloodline into Poison Devil Bloodline.    

He thought that he could force Qin Ming to submit to him, but he didn't expect Qin Ming to be so stubborn.    

"Qin Ming is very powerful. He has achieved so much at such a young age. It's inevitable for him to be proud of himself."    

"It seems like I have to defeat him first if I want him to surrender." The devil ancestor looked at Qin Ming's unruly eyes and tightened the grip on his blade.