Sword Emperor

Seeing this, the eyes of both the old patriarch and Ling Hui sparkled. After taking a long breath, they bowed to Sun Bing.    

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist (Master), for telling us. Please wait for a moment and let us prepare."    

After saying that, the two of them immediately rushed towards their tribe without any hesitation.    

Although there were only a few hundred million survivors left in the Spiritual Race, those who could persist until now were all the experts of their race.    

It could be said that among the remaining Spirit Race cultivators, besides the newborn children, the lowest cultivation base among them was Supreme Stage, and most of them were Heavenly Sovereign, who was also a Monarch Stage expert.    

When the old patriarch and Ling Hui announced Sun Bing's words to the public, the Spiritual Race was in an uproar.    

Immediately, one of the Emperor Realm cultivators spoke.    

"Although Sun Bing helped us kill the Heavenly Dao, his words might not be true. What if there is an even deeper plot behind it?    

One must know that the entire universe is now stable. This is definitely a place that countless people dream of. Who knows, he might be able to trick us into taking over the magpie's nest. "    

When these words were spoken, many people immediately nodded their heads. After all, after countless years of competition, they were both physically and mentally exhausted. They really didn't want to wander aimlessly anymore.    

Regarding this, the old clan head's face was filled with helplessness, and he earnestly explained:    

"That Fellow Daoist Sun Bing is incomparably powerful, and even the Heavenly Dao is no match for him. If he wants this universe, after a single sword strike, all of us will vanish into thin air, and there's no need for him to think so much."    

At the same time, Ling Hui couldn't help but nod her head.    

"That's right. If Master doesn't want to attack, it will be a piece of cake for him to kill the Heavenly Dao once the Heavenly Dao kills us.    

All of you are trying to judge a gentleman's heart with a petty measure."    

As soon as these words were spoken, a mocking voice sounded.    

"You are his disciple, and you have taken in so many Heavenly Dao Origins. As the saying goes, if you take a person's hand too short, you will naturally speak up for him!"    

"That's right, that's right. If we had so many Heavenly Dao Origins in our hands, no, even if it was only one in ten thousand, we would still speak up for that Sun Bing."    

"It doesn't hurt to speak while standing..."    

One after another, words were heard. Even Ling Hui felt her blood boiling when she heard these words. When she looked at these people from the past, her heart was filled with sorrow.    

It was hard to imagine that after the disaster of genocide had just passed, the originally united clansmen actually started to fight for power and profit.    

No, to be more precise, they might not have been united before. They were only united because of the threat of genocide.    

After a long sigh, the old clan leader and Ling Hui looked at each other and slowly said:    

"Forget it, forget it. Since you don't want to leave, then we won't force you anymore. If you want to leave with me, then pack your things. If you don't want to leave, then stay here!"    

Looking at the old clan head in such a state, many of the cultivators present had an ominous feeling. They couldn't help but ask themselves:    

"Could it be that what the old patriarch said is true?"    

However, this thought only flashed for a moment before everyone shook their heads:    

"No, this is impossible. It is a great thing for them to leave. From now on, no one in the Spiritual Race will be able to suppress us!"    

While the cultivators were thinking, the old clan master and Ling Hui did not say anything else. They turned around and walked outside.    

Although many people from the Spirit Race opposed the old clan master, everyone could see his contribution to the Spirit Race after such a long time.    

At the same time, there were also many experts in the Spirit Race who followed the old clan master.    

At this time, these people did not say anything. They just quietly packed their luggage and left with the old patriarch.    

In a short period of time, over a hundred million cultivators followed the old patriarch to Sun Bing. There were so many of them that even the sky was filled with people.    

It could be said that half of the cultivators of the Spirit Race were already here, and the rest were people who didn't want to leave.    

At the same time, the old patriarch and Ling Hui arrived in front of Sun Bing. They took a deep look at the small world of the Spirit Race and slowly spoke.    

"Fellow Daoist (Master), take us away!"    

Sun Bing looked at the people in front of him with satisfaction and nodded slowly.    

"Very good. You have made the right choice. Time is of the essence. Let's leave immediately."    

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Bing waved his hand. Boundless energy burst out from his body. The hundreds of millions of cultivators in front of him immediately felt the space around them distort.    

They could only feel that their minds were in a trance for a moment. When they regained their senses, they had arrived in an unfamiliar environment.    

Even though they knew that Sun Bing was very powerful, they now had a clear understanding of his power. In such a short period of time, he was able to teleport hundreds of millions of cultivators. This kind of power was beyond their imagination.    

Initially, many of them were only willing to leave because they wanted to follow the old patriarch. But now, they suddenly thought of a terrifying fact.    

"Could it be that what the old patriarch said was true?"    

Putting aside the wishes of these cultivators, after seeing that everyone had been taken into Infinity Realm Sea, Sun Bing didn't hesitate at all. He took a step forward and entered Infinity Realm Sea.    

Along with Sun Bing's departure, the formation patterns that covered the entire universe dissipated along with the aura of the Heavenly Dao's death.    

At this moment, the expressions of countless Heavenly Dao changed at the same time, especially the two Heavenly Dao near the Spirit Race's era.    

Their sharp eyes kept scanning the surroundings. Time was reversed in their eyes, and the scenes that had happened before were clearly displayed in front of their eyes.    

For a moment, endless fury surged in their hearts, and the terrifying momentum enveloped the entire universe.    

The many Spiritual Race cultivators who had not left just now felt as if a mountain had fallen, and the bones on their bodies made crisp sounds.    

Thinking back to what the old Patriarch had said, a trace of fear and regret gradually emerged in their hearts.    

However, it was already too late. The two Heavenly Daos did not even show any interest in appearing in front of them. They could only vaguely hear a cold and majestic voice.    

"Since those ants have escaped, then let these ants accompany us in death!"    

In the next moment, the terrifying momentum swept in all directions. Everything along the way collapsed.    

As for the remaining Spirit Race cultivators, they all fell.