"Though the Imperial Clan is powerful, it shouldn't humiliate people like this, should it? Besides, standing before me now, you're merely a junior."
The old man's face turned ugly at those words. He was a Heavenly Lord, yet they wanted a Heavenly Lord expert to become a slave—this was practically grabbing his face and slapping it. How could someone as prideful as him endure that?
"Stubborn and unrepentant."
The Imperial Clan member's expression darkened slightly. He slowly took out a Jade Talisman. Refusing to listen to reason, were they? So what if he was a Heavenly Lord? Heavenly Lords might be powerful, but before the Imperial Clan, they were not worth mentioning.
"Everyone, the Black Sea will remember this grudge. The road ahead is long. The next time we meet, you will surely pay the price for this."
After the old man spoke, streaks of black light flashed. Everyone fled outward, one after another passing through spatial rifts and vanishing.
Seeing this, everyone's eyes flickered. That old fox sure ran fast.
"Everyone, let's chase them. Those fellows are probably carrying most of the Black Sea's treasures."
Ye Lin rubbed two fingers together. The moment his words fell, dozens of figures followed behind him, and the two groups left the Black Sea just like that.
"It seems that before absolute strength, even the Black Sea is not worth mentioning."
Looking at the Black Sea below, now reduced to ruins, Ye Lin sighed softly.
The Black Sea had been formidable. No major clan had dared act against it lightly. But now? In less than half an hour, they had all fled.
In other words, the Black Sea now belonged to them.
"Clean up the battlefield. Build the Alliance Hall in the central area. Around it, each of you may construct palaces for