The Town Mountain Sect cultivator was at a loss for words. After a long silence, he finally said, "Yan Kingdom has not established a commandery here to guard this place. Could it be that, with nothing but your mouth, you want so many spirit veins left vacant?
Since the boundary was previously drawn with the Demon Race, everything south of that line is human territory.
Any human force may occupy it.
Zhao Kingdom occupies Ten Thousand Dragon Mountain. The forces of Song, Qi, Chu, and other kingdoms have also occupied parts of the Skyrend Mountain Range.
If they can occupy them, why can't our Town Mountain Sect?"
The Town Mountain Sect was determined to take this for free, throwing even its face away.
Wang Dezhao had traveled abroad for many years. What kind of shameless people had he not seen? This much was nothing.
"Whoever fights for territory has the right to dispose of it.
Zhao Kingdom occupied Ten Thousand Dragon Mountain by trading Linhai Prefecture for it.
As for the other forces, they occupied territory without informing Yan Kingdom.
Those who rendered merit in resisting the Demon Race can be tolerated.
As for those who contributed nothing against the Demon Race, once my Seventh Granduncle has time, he will visit them one by one.
If your Town Mountain Sect had rendered merit, occupying a piece of land would be understandable.
But before both sides reached an agreement, your Town Mountain Sect hid like turtles with their heads tucked into their shells.
After my Seventh Granduncle cowed the Demon Race, you still did not dare kill the scattered demons, allowing them to run rampant north of the mountains.
You cower like mice before enemies, yet become exceptionally bold when seizing human territory.
With no righteousness toward humanity in your hearts,