Chapter 1364 - 1364: Choosing Sides!

"Lord Lin, you cannot do this!"

"Lord Lin!"

The people of the Wan Clan finally realized something was wrong, shouting loudly, but unfortunately, Lin Mu had already flown to the Tower of Myriad Realms, ignoring them.

Feng Liu and Feng Zhan exchanged glances, feeling speechless.

These people, has their mind been corroded by Ghastly Qi, getting confused to the point of wanting to coerce Lin Wudi.

Such an extraordinary talent, a mythical figure, if he could be coerced, he wouldn't have grown to this level.

This is a bunch of absolute fools.

As for the Wind Clan, they certainly choose to stand with Lin Wudi through thick and thin!

If a true Overlord attacks, the five Thunder Tribulation Overlords led by Feng Zhan would fight till death to fend off attacks for Lin Wudi.

Ku Hai disdainfully glanced at Hui Liuguang and others, sneering, "Do know why you people of the Wan Clan are so weak, always being conquered by our Ghost Realm?"

Hui Liuguang and the others were so angry at this fellow from the Ghost Realm that their teeth itched, but they dared not say anything excessive.

Because they knew very well, ghost creatures have no compassion.

If they dared to provoke this guy in front of them, the only outcome would be death.

Ku Hai laughed wickedly, "You humans, always like plotting and scheming. Even when facing a great enemy, you still act narrow-mindedly, calculating this and that..."

Feng Liu sighed and turned away.

He was very disappointed with Hui Liuguang and these people.

Earlier, when encountering those Ghost Generals like Leng Xiao, the Wind Clan sacrificed at least dozens of Overlords in order to protect the Myriad Tribes Slaves.

Even Feng Zhan was injured during his battle with Leng Xiao.

But now, they pointed fingers at Feng Zhan, implying the Wind Clan was pressing others with force, nearly calling the Wind Clan traitors.

Ku Hai was right, humans love scheming!

But Hui Liuguang did not have Feng Liu's self-reflection, coldly looking at Ku Hai, "You can kill me, but not insult me. If you want to kill or torture me, do it!"

He didn't think that Ku Hai would actually dare to do it.

If Ku Hai massacred the Wan Clan here, what difference would there be between Lin Wudi and the ghost creatures of the Ghost Realm?

Should even one person escape today, Lin Wudi's name would be tarnished.

"Heh, see, see, still playing tricks at this point."

Ku Hai sneered, "The Realm of Flowing Light, let me think, oh, remember now, that realm slightly weaker than our Ghost Realm, possessing three Ninth Tribulation experts, correct..."

Ku Hai's gaze turned mocking, "Heh, if I remember correctly, three Ghost Emperors from our Ghost Realm acted, the war lasted for thirty thousand years without completely occupying the Realm of Flowing Light. But later, for some unknown reason, your Realm of Flowing Light internal conflict erupted, two joined forces to kill the other, only then did the Ghost Realm successfully invade. Am I wrong?"

These words rendered the Wan Clan silent.

Many had not known why a realm as powerful as the Realm of Flowing Light was invaded by the Ghost Realm.

Hui Liuguang had always kept silent on this topic.

Only now realizing, it was due to such a ridiculous reason.

Being invaded by the Ghost Realm, rather than considering how to kill the enemy, they had internal conflicts; it was truly absurd.

Hui Liuguang's face reddened, angrily roaring, "If you dare, kill me. If you dare to humiliate me like this, I shall..."

Bam!

Before Hui Liuguang could finish his sentence, Ku Hai had struck with a slap.

Before being sealed, Hui Liuguang was indeed an Eighth Tribulation, equivalent to a Ghost King.

But now, his body's strength was merely equivalent to a Third Tribulation at most, no match for Ku Hai.

With a slap, he was reduced to mud.

Before dying, Hui Liuguang was still incredulous.

How dare he!

How could Lin Wudi allow this Ghost General to kill him?

He was the descendent of the World Master of the Realm of Flowing Light, a natural leader, Wan Clan...

All unwillingness, disbelief, was extinguished by this slap.

Dust to dust, earth to earth.

The Wan Clan fell into a deathly silence.

No one expected that Ku Hai, who was joking and bickering with them a moment ago, would slap Hui Liuguang to death the next moment.

Before sealing his cultivation, Hui Liuguang was an Eighth Tribulation Overlord!

Even Gui Zhan from the slave camp had always hesitated to kill such a strong figure.

But now, he died just like that, inexplicably.

Feng Zhan watched all this in silence, sighed, and followed Feng Liu away.

One by one, the Wind Clan left, distinctly separating them from the Wan Clan standing still.

"Young Master!"

"How dare you..."

"Lin Wudi, you indulge the ghost creatures to kill, how is that different from the Evil Demon!"

"Lin Wudi! Your actions today will surely lead to the Wan Clan's disdain!"

The Flowing Light clan among the Myriad Tribes Slaves screamed hysterically.

The three Ninth Tribulation experts of the Realm of Flowing Light were all killed; Hui Liuguang was their only spiritual support.

Now, killed by ghost creatures, it made them extremely angry.

Ku Hai secretly glanced at Lin Wudi, finding his master ignoring everything, meditating on the Tower of Myriad Realms, and relaxed.

Boom!

Ku Hai struck down again, killing all the Flowing Light people who had been shouting before.

The Wan Clan quieted down once again.

Only now did they belatedly understand.

Even if Lin Wudi saved them due to their shared Wan Clan identity, it was no reason for them to coerce him.

If Lin Wudi was provoked, people would die all the same!

The cost of this realization was the last bloodline of the Realm of Flowing Light.

Seeing the silent Wan Clan, Ku Hai nodded in satisfaction.

"Those willing to be escorted by Feng Zhan to the Spatial Passage to leave the Ghost Realm, stand to the left!"

"Those willing to stay at the Tower of Myriad Realms and stand alongside my great master, stand to the right!"

Ku Hai grinned, his furry face looking somewhat sinister, "If you don't want to choose, don't move; I'll kill you later!"

There was a gasp among the Wan Clan.

It seemed like three choices, but in reality, there were only two.

Who dared not move?

Not moving meant death!

A feather appeared in Ku Hai's hand, which burst into flames.

"When the feather burns out, I'll assume you've made your choice! Now, choose!"

Compared to Lin Wudi's previous gentleness, Ku Hai was truly overbearing and unreasonable.

In an instant, the Wan Clan began to panic.

They must choose; not choosing meant death!

The Wan Clan completely divided, one group to the left, one group to the right.

Only, those heading to the right were few.

Ultimately, only two races, a few tens of thousands, chose the right, standing with Lin Wudi.

The rest opted to leave the Ghost Realm through the Spatial Passage.

Going to the Myriad Realms Battlefield, if lucky, perhaps there was a chance of survival.

Staying here, waiting for an Overlord, or even a Ghost King to descend, spelled certain death.

"Fools!"

Ku Hai lashed out with a smile, having Feng Zhan come to take the people, while he himself led those tens of thousands to join the Wind Clan.

Thousands of Wind Clan Overlords left with most Myriad Tribes Slaves.

The remaining two tribes came hesitantly to the base of the Tower of Myriad Realms.

Buzzing!

Figures flashed out, Lin Wudi's incarnations appeared.

"To the six Thunder Tribulation establishments of the two tribes, come beside my incarnation; I'll lift your seals."

Boom!

The atmosphere on site instantly exploded.

"What?"

"Lift the seal?"

"Wasn't it the Wind Clan, forced by you, that lifted the seal?"