Lei Ji nodded after hearing this, bowed his hands to Luo Chuan in front of him, turned around and left without saying anything else.
As for whether Giant Devil Race can be persuaded to join Hengyue Sect, it depends on whether Giant Devil Race and those strong people are hostile to Luo Chuan.
After all, even if he is Giant Devil Race Progenitor, he has not been in contact with his own people for many years. As for whether they agree, it only depends on them.
Luo Chuan shook the tea cup in his hand, his expression was as usual, and then he looked at the blue sky as blue as the sea. He also knew that Immortal Remnant Clan was now preparing to attack the final seal.
Giant Devil Race Progenitor Lei Ji who left Hengyue Sect also came to the Giant Devil Kingdom in the second level cultivation country. At this time, Giant Devil Race no longer had the same light as before, and all the disciples were enslaved by a Nascent Soul Realm strong man.
Giant Devil Race Strong people dare to be angry but dare not speak out. After all, in the face of absolute strength, Core Formation Stage's Giant Devil Race has no ability to resist at all.
In the Giant Devil Kingdom's Deliberation Hall, rusty chains hung under the dark stone beams. A Nascent Soul Realm monk in black robes was leaning on the throne that originally belonged to Lei Ji, playing with a Soul Bead that exuded a faint light on his fingertips.
Below, several Giant Devil Race Core Formation Stage strong men were bound by chains to their bones. Blood was flowing down their dark skin, but no one dared to complain.
"Trash is trash!"
The black-robed monk suddenly sneered, stepped hard with the sole of his foot, and the invisible air wave instantly knocked the elder Giant Devil Race at the front to the ground.
This man appeared in front of the elder in a flash, his right hand formed into a fist, and with the majestic spiritual power unique to the Nascent Soul Realm monks, he hit the elder's chest hard.
There was a crunching sound, and several of the elder's ribs were instantly broken. Blood spurted out from his mouth, splashing red on the bluestone ground in front of him.
The Giant Devil Race elder raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of humiliation and unwillingness, but he could only grit his teeth and not dare to resist at all.
Just now someone tried to break free from the chains, but the Nascent Soul Realm monk casually crushed the golden elixir, and his soul was destroyed.
The black-robed monk seemed to think that was not enough. He stepped hard on the elder's broken ribs with his left foot and turned the sole of his foot like a crushing force.
"I'll give you three days to collect 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Otherwise, I will remove the bones of you trolls and refine them into magic weapons!"
The black-robed Nascent Soul Realm monk shook the wine glass in his hand, his voice cold and bone-chilling, with undisguised murderous intent.
Several Giant Devil Race strong men next to them watched helplessly as the elder twitched in pain on the ground, his fists clenched until his nails dug into his palms, but they could only swallow their anger.
I could feel that the spiritual power in my body was suppressed by the chains, and I didn't even have the chance to self-explode the golden elixir. I could only endure the humiliation of genocide under the tyranny of this Nascent Soul Realm monk.
And at this moment, outside the main hall, a figure walked slowly, exuding a pressure that made the world tremble -.
It is Giant Devil Race Progenitor, Lei Ji who rushed back.
Lei Ji Looking at the tragic situation in the palace, his originally calm eyes instantly ignited with overwhelming anger.
"I didn't expect that I, Giant Devil Race, would turn into what I am now. Damn you bastard, I will die!"
Lei Ji appeared in front of the monk in an instant, shattering the man's soul without hesitation, and then stayed at the tortured tribesman, who also felt a deep solemn expression.
"Who is the patriarch of Giant Devil Race now?"
Although these Giant Devil Race monks did not know Lei Ji, when they saw the other person's appearance, they knew that this person should be their Giant Devil Race ancestor.
I saw Giant Devil Race's current patriarch Chi Hu walking over, kneeling in front of Lei Ji, kowtowing and bowing again. "Junior Giant Devil Race, patriarch Chi Hu, pay my respects to our ancestor..."
Chi Hu is not an idiot, and naturally understands that Lei Ji's strength cannot be underestimated.
Obviously they are Giant Devil Race Progenitor, otherwise, I am afraid they would become ordinary Core Formation Stage monks like them.
Chi Hu's prostrations echoed in the empty hall, with indescribable excitement and awe, and his forehead pressed against the cold bluestone ground.
At this time, Chi Hu's body was trembling slightly due to suppressed emotions. The surviving Giant Devil Race strong men behind him also followed suit, and their neat obeisances shook the dust from the top of the hall.
Lei Ji Looking at the burly but disheveled clansmen in front of him, the anger in his heart gradually settled into a heavy sigh.
With a wave of his hand, a gentle but irresistible spiritual power swept out, and the chains binding everyone's bones instantly broke, turning into iron filings and scattering all over the ground.
At the same time, wisps of vibrant spiritual power poured into everyone's meridians, repairing their damaged Dantian and bones. The elders with broken ribs felt the warmth coming from their bodies, and some color gradually returned to their pale complexions.
"Get up."
Lei Ji's voice was low and powerful, with the unique majesty of Progenitor, and he said lightly, "You have been wronged by me in the years since I left."
Chi Hu and others stood up slowly, looking at Lei Ji with burning eyes, full of admiration and reverence.
Although their generation has never seen the true face of Progenitor, the appearance and deeds of Lei Ji are recorded in detail in the classics passed down from generation to generation within the clan.
The purple-gold pupils he was born with, the looming troll totem all over his body, and the coercion that could shake the world with every move he made, were all consistent with the legendary Progenitor.
"If the ancestor had not returned in time, I, Giant Devil Race, would have been exterminated long ago. That black-robed monk has been entrenched in our country for hundreds of years."
"This man not only enslaved our disciples to mine the spirit stone veins, but also used our young men as training cauldrons. Over the years, not only 10,000 but also 8,000 people have died in his hands..."
Speaking of this, Chi Hu suddenly clenched his fists, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood dripped down his fingers.
The other Giant Devil Race strong men all had fierce looks in their eyes. Thinking of the humiliation and suffering they had suffered over the years, the flames of revenge ignited in their eyes, but there was more of a deep powerlessness in the flames.
If Lei Ji hadn't returned, even if they tried their best, they would be nothing more than moths flying into the flame.
Lei Ji Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Zijin's pupils, the aura around his body suddenly became sharp, and the temperature in the hall seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.
He could feel the blood and tears in the words of his tribe. The pain of hundreds of years of slavery was more tragic than he imagined.
However, Lei Ji was not carried away by anger, but said in a deep voice, "This person is dead, and his blood debt has been paid with blood. This matter has come to an end for the time being. The top priority now is to restore Giant Devil Race to life."
Lei Ji leaned on the chair, glanced at everyone in the hall, and continued, "In addition to saving the tribe from fire and water, I have one more thing to discuss when I return this time."
"Now that a storm is coming to the world of cultivation, Immortal Remnant Clan is already preparing to attack the final seal. Once the seal is broken, everything in the world will face catastrophe."