Martial Movement: The True Martial Ancestor
Chapter 313

The Name of the Martial Ancestor

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However, not everyone was without second thoughts. At that moment, in the rear, a gloomy-looking old man gazed at the demonic shadow across from them, its blood-red aura filling the sky, and could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"Lord Blood Demon King, this old man will hand over the offering at once."

A hoarse voice rang out. The gloomy old man's gaze turned toward the city-state below. This was not the first time he had done such a thing, and long ago, he had ceased to feel any burden over it.

"Grand Imperial Advisor, what are you doing?"

A man clad in armor went ashen. He looked at the gloomy old man and could not help but growl.

"What am I doing? Heh."

The old man's gaze swept over the people before him, as well as the White-Clothed Woman ahead whose delicate body was trembling faintly. Then a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Do not fail to recognize the will of heaven and resist recklessly. If you anger the lords of the Blood Evil Clan, the consequences will not be something you can bear!"

As soon as those words came out, anger flashed through the eyes of the armored man and the others. Yet a moment later, that anger turned into dejection.

Though they loathed the Grand Imperial Advisor's utterly dignityless conduct, what he had just said was indeed a problem none of them could avoid.

With their strength, they were utterly helpless before the Blood Evil Clan. Only Her Majesty the Queen had some slight power to resist. If they refused the Blood Evil Clan's demand now, all of them would probably be buried alongside them!

That price truly was too heavy to pay...

Ahead, the White-Clothed Woman stood quietly in place. At this very moment,

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