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Chapter 216

On the other side, the Vermilion Bird patriarch’s face stiffened. Suppressing his anger, he forced himself to speak, “Those were just words spoken in anger. I hope the Primordial Holy Land won’t take them to heart!”

Seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of the Primordial Holy Land’s members, he immediately backed down.

It was no joke—if the other side truly decided to act, the Vermilion Bird Clan might end up like the Golden Crow Clan.

That couldn’t happen.

“We apologize, Primordial Holy Land. This matter indeed has some connection to you, but the Vermilion Bird Clan has suffered great losses, so it’s natural that some words were spoken in anger!” a Nine-Tailed Fox Clan expert said softly, his eyes flickering.

“It was just words spoken in the heat of the moment. Please, Primordial Holy Land, show mercy!” the Qilin Clan followed up.

Immediately after, various other ancient imperial clans also urged caution.

It wasn’t that they were particularly close to the Vermilion Bird Clan, but with one ancient imperial clan already lost, they couldn’t afford to lose another.

If the Vermilion Bird Clan were also wiped out, the balance of power among the ancient imperial clans would be disrupted, making it difficult for them to resist the human race in the future.

After all, with two ancient imperial clans already destroyed, they couldn’t afford to lose a third.

In essence, the other ancient imperial clans were only advising restraint for their own benefit. They did not want to see the complete downfall of the ancient imperial clans, as that would not bode well for them.

Even if they had no particular fondness for the Vermilion Bird Clan, they could not allow them to be annihilated at this time.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered as he looked at the gathered individuals, smiling as he said, “Third Ancestor, since everyone is suggesting this, let’s leave it be for now and focus on harvesting the remnants of the Golden Crow Clan’s foundation.”

“As an ancient imperial clan, their foundation should still hold significant value.”

This was considered their war spoils. Although much of the foundation had been damaged, there were still some things of considerable value.

Hearing about the Golden Crow Clan’s foundation, many forces were tempted.

Noticing their interest, Jiang Chen calmly added, “We have already shown everyone enough respect. I hope you all will reciprocate, or it may be difficult to get along in the future, and the tragedy of the Golden Crow Clan might repeat itself.”

“I believe none of you want to end up like the Golden Crow Clan, do you? Of course, this is just a suggestion, not a threat.”

Not a threat? Many people inwardly scoffed, but they knew better than to entertain any further ideas. It was enough that the Primordial Holy Land had agreed not to act against the Vermilion Bird Clan. If they didn’t know when to stop, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Soon after, the various forces began to withdraw, leaving the ravaged Golden Crow world to face a new wave of looters.

Oh, not just one wave...

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“So it’s over just like that?” Du Guyun felt a sense of emptiness and deep disappointment as he murmured to himself, “Even with all that, the Primordial Holy Son still managed to survive the tribulation. Isn’t heaven being too kind to him?”

“And to think he could use the tribulation like that—how unfair the heavens are!”

The thought that the tribulation not only failed to endanger Jiang Chen but actually became a weapon in his hands filled Du Guyun with frustration. Why did the heavens favor Jiang Chen so much?

“I must say, this Jiang Chen has remarkable methods! Perhaps from the very beginning, the Primordial Holy Son planned all of this.”

“He might have deliberately let others know, to lure them out and find a justifiable reason to strike against his enemies!”

An elder shook his head and sighed, “The Primordial Holy Son even reversed the conventional understanding of the tribulation, letting everyone know that it could be used in this way. But trying to replicate what he did is impossible for ordinary people!”

“I know you probably intend to emulate the Primordial Holy Son, but I advise you to give up on that idea.”

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“This method suits no one but the Primordial Holy Son! If you try it, you’ll fall into the Primordial Holy Son’s trap and die a miserable death!”

In fact, anyone with some insight could see that the Heavenly Mirror, an Emperor Weapon, played an unimaginable role in the process. It was precisely because of the Heavenly Mirror’s effect that Jiang Chen turned the tables, not only surviving the tribulation but also wiping out an ancient imperial clan.

Without the Heavenly Mirror, no matter how monstrous the Primordial Holy Son was, he would have been overwhelmed by the tribulation.

“Why?” Du Guyun asked, somewhat confused. His cultivation was slightly lower, so he hadn’t grasped the core issue. In his heart, he also wanted to replicate Jiang Chen’s approach.

In the future, if he faced a tribulation, he could directly head to the Primordial Holy Land or lure some enemies for a showdown. Borrowing the power of the tribulation, he could eliminate his foes.

“You don’t have an Emperor Weapon! Moreover, you can’t trigger the Nine Emperors’ Tribulation. The destruction of the Golden Crow Clan is largely linked to the Nine Emperors’ Tribulation.”

“The interference of the tribulation caused the Nine Emperors’ Tribulation to reach unimaginable levels. These marks were left by ancient emperors with unfathomable power, any one of whom could terrify an entire faction, let alone eight of them!”

“If it weren’t for the Nine Emperors’ Tribulation, the Golden Crow Clan’s situation would have been better!”

“But the most important factor is the Emperor Weapon. That mirror completely protected the Primordial Holy Son, leaving him unscathed!”

“To do what the Primordial Holy Land did, safety is the most crucial factor! And withstanding such a powerful tribulation is something only an extraordinary person could achieve; having an Emperor Weapon is essential!”

“And not just any ordinary Emperor Weapon!” The elder shook his head.

Although it looked simple, it was incredibly difficult to execute. Anyone who tried to imitate Jiang Chen would likely meet a grim fate.

“Then forget it!” Du Guyun realized his limits. Without an Emperor Weapon, it was impossible for him to survive a tribulation like Jiang Chen. Moreover, he couldn’t even trigger a tribulation at this point, so there was no way he could imitate Jiang Chen.

“The Golden Crow Clan really was unfortunate, being wiped out in such a manner!” The elder shook his head and sighed.

The Golden Crow Clan was an extremely ancient and powerful clan, stronger than the Soaring Snake Clan in the past. Destroying such an ancient imperial clan was extremely difficult, unless, like the Teng Snake Clan of old, four other ancient imperial clans joined forces. That might barely suffice.

However, no one had expected the Golden Crow Clan not to be destroyed by a coalition of forces but by the hand of a tribulation—specifically, a tribulation faced by a mere Saint Realm human prodigy.

This made the elder sigh deeply.

In the Immortal Phoenix Clan. Within a grand palace, Huang Tian sat on his throne, his expression gloomy, his gaze sharp, with a flicker of light in his eyes, lost in thought.

Beside him, Huang Qingtian had his mouth slightly open, unsure of what to say. Ever since that incident, Huang Tian had remained in this state, as if he had suffered a great blow.

“Qingtian, you will stay within the clan for now and refrain from going out. The Nine Heavens Realm is not suitable for you to move around in at the moment.”

“Focus on cultivating within the clan and see if you have a chance to surpass the Primordial Holy Son in the future!” Huang Tian raised his head and spoke softly.

After finishing, he sighed, his expression desolate, “I never imagined that the Golden Crow Clan would be annihilated at the hands of a Saint Realm human prodigy! This is something no one could have predicted!”

Huang Qingtian was stunned. He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but he seemed to notice that his father’s figure had become more hunched, as if he had aged rapidly in a short period of time.

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