The Ancient Devil Clan.
"Kneel." With his back to Mo Jiang and Mo Wuqie, Di Ruyu spoke indifferently, allowing no argument.
Mo Wuqie froze, knowing Di Ruyu was addressing him. "Imperial Ancestor, there are no outsiders here anymore..."
"That is precisely why I am telling you to kneel." Di Ruyu turned his head, a terrifying cold gleam flashing in his blood-red eyes as he looked at Mo Wuqie. "Next time, you won't merely be kneeling before me!"
Mo Wuqie's expression stiffened.
"Why haven't you knelt yet? Can even the Imperial Ancestor no longer command you?" Mo Jiang hurriedly said. Then he looked at Di Ruyu. "Imperial Ancestor, I also bear great blame for this. I failed to stop him in time."
"Without him, your way of handling things would never have brought the situation to such an impasse." Di Ruyu understood Mo Jiang.
"There will not be a next time."
Though Di Ruyu understood him, Mo Jiang still made his position clear. He would not make this mistake again.
"Kneel already!" Mo Jiang looked at Mo Wuqie. "Are you trying to rebel? You won't even listen to the Imperial Ancestor anymore?"
Mo Wuqie pressed his lips together and clenched his teeth.
With a thud, he finally dropped to his knees.
"Humiliated? Unwilling to accept it?"
Di Ruyu's towering back seemed as vast as the firmament. "Remember how you feel at this moment. Without strength, you can only invite humiliation upon yourself. The clan's power gives you confidence, but once you leave the clan, what do you amount to?"
"This is the High-Level Heavenly Vault. All the great powers have put down roots here. Nowhere has more powerful cultivators. Even if you are among the world's strongest, you must weigh the consequences of your words and actions."
"If today's incident had