Bang!
The first to make a move was the Thunder Tribe people.
The Thunder Tribe people are born warriors, physically strong, and although they also use Tribulation Thunder Thought, their physique is much stronger than ordinary cultivators.
With just one punch, a Wind Clan person was knocked to the ground.
The blood on the fist dripped onto the muddy ground of the slave camp.
The action of this Thunder Tribe person seemed to signal something, as everyone began to take action.
Bang bang bang!
"Ah..."
"Ah!"
"Block them!"
"Charge!"
In an instant, the sound of battle erupted.
The fight was almost one-sided.
The Wind Clan people were naturally weak, not to mention now it was one against ten.
In just two breaths, half of the Wind Clan people were knocked down.
At least hundreds of Wind Clan people died unjust deaths.
"Clan Elder, we can't hold on, wake up Mr. Lin!"
Some Wind Clan people, seeing their kin beaten to death, felt immense hatred in their hearts and began to shout at Feng Liu.
Feng Liu's frail body trembled.
He knew that these Three Tribes' people were obviously trying to kill to establish their power.
If they didn't call Lin Wudi out, not saying all Wind Clan people would be killed, at least thousands would die or be injured.
This is a price the Wind Clan cannot afford.
But if even Lin Wudi's seclusion cannot be protected, what right does the Wind Clan have to be saved by Lin Wudi?
"Hold the line! Sacrifice your lives to hold the line for me!"
Feng Liu gritted his teeth and shouted.
The Wind Clan people also realized the clan elder's will and rushed forward in desperation.
Feng Zhan also roared as he charged out.
Among everyone, Feng Zhan had the strongest combat power, but even he was overwhelmed by four legs, knocked to the ground by over a dozen Three Tribes' people with his arms and legs broken, barely alive.
In just a few breaths, the Wind Clan people were defeated.
"Damn old thing!"
Du Qianshan's face looked somewhat displeased.
They indeed wanted to force Lin Wudi to step forward, but they couldn't kill too many Wind Clan people.
If the slaughter was excessive and displeased Lin Wudi, their attempts at playing the sentimental and strategic cards might not work.
"Go, a few people, kill that old thing!"
Huo Wuliang also saw Feng Liu as the Wind Clan's anchor, gritting his teeth and roaring.
Immediately, three people from the Three-Fire Clan roared as they charged towards Feng Liu.
The Wind Clan was in grave danger.
Seeing Feng Liu, an Eighth Tribulation, about to die at the hands of juniors due to his cultivation level being sealed, a cold hum sounded.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
With the cold hum, all the Three Tribes' people who rushed to Feng Liu suddenly turned to ashes.
A figure dressed in white appeared before everyone.
"Greetings, Mr. Lin!"
The battle stopped the moment Lin Mu appeared, and the four tribes all respectfully bowed.
Before Feng Liu could speak, Huo Wuliang pretended to be ecstatic and shrieked, "Mr. Lin, you've finally come out, the Wind Clan has deceived you, disrespected you greatly, don't be fooled by them!"
"Shameless!"
Feng Liu was so angry that his whole body trembled, pointing at Huo Wuliang shakily.
"Mr. Lin!"
Lei Zhenxiao pointed at Feng Liu and loudly said, "This old fellow intentionally deceived you, not informing you of the impending crisis, putting you in danger..."
Lin Mu looked at Huo Wuliang and Lei Zhenxiao, silent.
From afar, Du Qianshan stepped forward and said, "Mr. Lin, we are very close to the Ghost General's domain, soon a Ghost General will arrive, and you'll be in danger, please retreat soon!"
This was obviously bullying with numbers, and before Feng Liu could voice his concerns, the trio of Huo Wuliang had already turned things upside down with their chatter.
Lin Mu's gaze was indifferent, and he coldly said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Feeling Lin Wudi's cold demeanor, Du Qianshan shivered slightly, forced to say, "We dare not, we just wish to remind you that after killing Ku Luo, soon a Ghost General will arrive, either of Fifth Calamity or Sixth Tribulations, very powerful, you should leave quickly for safety..."
At such words, Feng Liu was unable to speak.
This concerns Lin Wudi's safety, only Lin Wudi has the right to decide.
Lin Mu smiled faintly, saying, "So, you three tribes, are sincere in thinking of me..."
Huo Wuliang hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin saved us from the Ghost Realm Creatures, our three tribes are grateful, willing to serve you tirelessly."
Tens of thousands of Three Tribes' people bowed again, shouting in unison, "We are willing to serve tirelessly for you."
"A group of people with sealed cultivation levels, how can they help me?"
Lin Mu noticed the hundreds of Wind Clan people injured and killed, his gaze gradually turning cold.
Huo Wuliang froze, Du Qianshan quickly said, "Mr. Lin is the benefactor of our three tribes, give us orders, and the three tribes will obey without question!"
Lei Zhenxiao also loudly said, "No hesitation in brave deeds!"
Tens of thousands of Three Tribes' people echoed, "No hesitation in brave deeds."
Tens of thousands shouted in unison, even with their cultivation levels sealed, the momentum was immense.
The faces of the Wind Clan people were extremely grim as they anxiously looked at Lin Wudi.
In such circumstances, it was feared Lin Wudi would inevitably choose the Three Tribes and abandon the Wind Clan.
"If you give orders, the three tribes will obey without question? Is that truly so?"
Lin Mu flew into the sky, standing above the slave camp.
Hearing these words, Du Qianshan and the others were delighted, immediately bowing respectfully, "Mr. Lin, please give orders."
In their view, the matter was settled!
Choosing tens of thousands over thousands, any smart person knows how to choose.
Just when the three felt their cunning plan succeeded, Lin Wudi's unemotional voice sounded.
"Then if I tell you to die now?"
The icy voice finally made the trio realize something was amiss.
Du Qianshan's facial muscles twitched, awkwardly smiling, "Mr. Lin was joking..."
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
Lin Mu bluntly interrupted Du Qianshan.
Du Qianshan's expression froze, then he lowered his head and loudly said, "If Mr. Lin thinks only with the death of us three will you act to save the three tribes, we are willing to die!"
Lei Zhenxiao and Huo Wuliang also lowered their heads, cupping their hands, "We are willing to die!"
Tens of thousands of Three Tribes' people finally fell into disorder.
"Mr. Lin, why is this, Senior Du and the others are innocent."
"Is it because of those Wind Clan's injuries and deaths? We are willing to exchange our lives!"
"Mr. Lin saved the Wan Clan, great compassion and mercy!"
"Mr. Lin, we are willing to make amends..."
"Mr. Lin, it's all because of those Ghost Realm Creatures oppressing us..."
"Mr. Lin..."
Tens of thousands of Three Tribes' people babbled simultaneously, the core idea being that Du Qianshan and the others were innocent, cannot be killed, shouldn't be killed.
In their words, Lin Wudi should be great and merciful, a kind soul who would overlook their rash actions...
Within the words, they placed Lin Wudi high on a pedestal, yet with a sense that he wouldn't back down.
Du Qianshan and the others bowing had smiles starting to form in their eyes.
This is exactly it.
In the face of overwhelming odds, what does it matter if Lin Wudi has Four Tribulations cultivation?
As long as there's a flaw of indecisiveness, he's not invincible.
They need to use the crowd to force him to make a choice.
Feng Liu now also realized the purpose of the three tribes, anger causing his chest to rise irregularly.
These Three Tribes' people are so sinister.
Yet, facing such a situation, he could do nothing.
Everything depends on how Lin Wudi will act.