Two hours later.
Feng Liu sat in the White Bone Hall, eyes closed, focusing his spirit.
The previous conflict with the Ling Clan had left him heavily wounded.
Due to the sealing of his cultivation level and erosion from Ghastly Qi, his already frail body became even weaker.
He didn't even know how long his body could sustain itself.
He wasn't afraid of dying, but he couldn't afford to die.
He was now the person with the highest cultivation in the Wind Clan.
If he died, many of the Wind Clan's Dao Arts and Dao Methods would disappear with him.
By then, even if the Wind Clan were saved, it wouldn't be the same Wind Clan as before.
"Alas, I hope Mr. Lin can offer us a sliver of hope..."
Feng Liu's heart was rather restless, unable to calm himself.
Just then, a noise suddenly arose outside the hall.
"Feng Hui, go check what's happening..."
Feng Liu instinctively spoke, only to remember that Feng Hui was still in the Ten Thousand Foxes Domain and hadn't come along.
Old age.
He was senile.
Truly pathetic.
"Uncle Liu, it's the Three Tribes' people; they've surrounded the camp..."
Feng Zhan walked in from outside, his expression looking somewhat grim.
"Surrounding the camp?"
Feng Liu was a bit dumbfounded.
Who gave them such courage.
How dare they surround Lin Wudi, aren't they afraid of dying?
"Take me outside to have a look..."
Leaning on Feng Zhan for support, Feng Liu approached the outside of the camp.
Outside the camp gates, hundreds of thousands from the Three Tribes surrounded the camp, leaving not a single opening.
"What do you want to do?"
Feng Liu's tone was somewhat indifferent.
These people were simply unreasonable.
Lin Wudi killed the Ghost Soldiers guarding them, not only were they ungrateful, but they dared to besiege the camp, disturbing Lin Wudi's rest. Were they insane?
Huo Wuliang shouted loudly, "Feng Liu, are Wind Clan lives the only lives that matter? Are Three-Fire Clan lives worthless? Why do you monopolize Lin Wudi?"
"Yes, why do you monopolize Lin Wudi."
The people of the Three-Fire Clan shouted loudly behind Huo Wuliang.
Lei Zhenxiao also called out loudly, "We want to see Lin Wudi!"
The Thunder Clan people shouted loudly, "We want to see Lin Wudi!"
Du Qianshan, though silent, had the Heavenly Ink Clan glaring angrily at the Wind Clan people.
"How bold, you dare disturb Mr. Lin during his seclusion!"
As the cries of the Three Tribes rose, Feng Liu was somewhat astonished.
But after the astonishment came anger, these Three Tribes' people were simply deranged.
Lin Wudi was recovering his injuries, every minute and second was extremely important.
Yet these people dared to gather and cause trouble, disregarding the severity of the situation.
Huo Wuliang sneered, "Lin Wudi killed the Ghost Soldiers in the Slave Camp, once the Ghost Generals arrive, we'll all be implicated, he has the responsibility to take us to safety!"
"Yes, he has the responsibility to take us away."
"At this moment, instead of fleeing with us, he's in seclusion resting, how absurd."
"Get Lin Wudi out here, take us away!"
The people of the Three Tribes clamored.
What started as a normal request turned increasingly aggressive.
As if Lin Wudi not taking them away was a colossal crime.
Feng Liu was trembling all over with anger.
This bunch of bastards, do they have no conscience?
How could they behave like this!
"Feng Liu, stand aside!"
Huo Wuliang stepped forward, staring directly at Feng Liu.
"Feng Liu, stand aside!"
Lei Zhenxiao also stepped forward.
"Feng Liu, stand aside!"
Du Qianshan's eyes couldn't hide his pride, displaying an overbearing posture.
The trend is inevitable, this is the trend.
When hundreds of thousands speak in unison, what they say becomes truth.
Coupled with Lin Wudi's self-proclaimed justice and soft-heartedness, if they force Lin Wudi out, they can compel him to take them away.
Victory is just ahead.
Facing the pressure from the Three Tribes, Feng Liu's face turned red, veins popping out.
"Wind Clan people, hear the order!"
Feng Liu raised his arm, revealing the poise of the Eighth Tribulation Thunder Overlord in his frail frame.
"Stand in front of the hall, if the Three Tribes want to enter and disturb Mr. Lin's recovery, they must step over the corpses of the Wind Clan!"
Feng Liu's thin figure stood before Huo Wuliang, not retreating half a step.
"Step over our corpses!"
"Step over our corpses!"
The people of the Wind Clan were united, standing before hundreds of thousands from the Three Tribes.
Lin Wudi can risk exposing his cultivation level and put himself in danger for the Wind Clan.
They can die for Lin Wudi.
The Wind Clan, its people can all die, but their spirit remains unyielding.
At this moment, the Wind Clan, that had been dormant for tens of thousands of years, virtually numb, was reborn.
The Wind Clan that once swept through the realms and shone brightly in the Ten Thousand Realms, has returned.
Huo Wuliang and the others were momentarily suppressed by the Wind Clan's might.
But the three quickly recovered.
Having once been powerful figures at the level of Seventh Tribulation, they wouldn't be easily intimidated.
"The Wind Clan's people are selfish, detaining Lin Wudi, let's fight them!"
"Kill the Wind Clan, rescue Lin Wudi!"
"Kill the Wind Clan, rescue Lin Wudi!"
In the Slave Camp of the Ghost Realm, an absurd scene unfolded.
One faction was intent on protecting Lin Wudi from disturbance, while the other used the guise of rescuing Lin Wudi.
As if both sides were righteous.
A battle was imminent.
...
Ghost Fox Territory, Lord's Mansion.
"You said Gui Zhan is dead?"
The Ghost Fox Lord was accompanying the Bone Lord at a night banquet, stunned upon hearing the news.
It had arranged for Gui Zhan to deliver the Wind Clan people, to satisfy the Bone Lord's cravings.
But now, not only was Gui Zhan killed, even the Wind Clan people were taken away.
Since when did someone dare act against the Ghost Fox Lord in the Ghost Realm.
"My food was snatched?"
The Bone Lord too was incredulous.
Such audacity, daring to snatch the Bone Lord's food, "Do you know who did it?"
The Ghost Soldier reporting the news lowered his head, trembling, "All Ghost Soldiers present were killed, don't know who took action..."
"Useless..."
The Ghost Fox Lord cursed, then opened its wide mouth, rolled its tongue, and swallowed the Fourth Tribulation Thunder Ghost Soldier into its belly.
From start to end, that Ghost Soldier didn't even dare struggle, swallowed alive just like that.
"Hehehe, Ku Huang, Leng Sha, it must be one of these bastards, apart from them, no one else would dare be so bold."
The Ghost Fox Lord didn't need evidence, it could guess who.
Among the surrounding territories, only these two madmen dared act against the Ghost Fox Lord.
The other overlords feared the Pupil King's authority, not daring to provoke it.
"Ghost Fox Lord, I support you in taking action against their families! The responsibility will be mine!"
The Bone Lord sneered coldly, daring to rob its food, these people had grown tired of living.
"Gui Mu, Gui Huo! You two, go separately to Ku Huang Territory and Leng Sha Territory, and see who's grown tired of living!"
The Ghost Fox Lord instructed its two Six-Tribulations Ghost Generals to mobilize.
"Yes!"
The two respectfully accepted the order, yet felt a bit bitter inside.
If it truly was those two overlords, there's a chance they'd be eaten by them directly.
It's a thankless job.
The Bone Lord touched its eight hands on its body, producing two tokens, tossing them in front of the two.
"Take my tokens with you, I'll see whether they have the guts to take action against my Bone people."
The two Ghost Generals were overjoyed.
With these two tokens, the two major overlords wouldn't dare harm them a bit.
No one dares offend the master behind the Bone Lord!