Mu Guiqing's words did not seem to surprise Duan Tianhe.
A smile appeared on Duan Tianhe's face, laced with a hint of amusement.
"Clan Chief Mu, won't you reconsider?" Duan Tianhe pressed. "Or do you believe you have the strength to contend against mine?"
The moment he spoke, nearly a hundred experts above the third level of the True God Realm unleashed their might.
Immense pressure instantly blanketed the skies above the Mu Clan's territory. Within the grounds, everyone felt as though a mountain weighing ten thousand jun had suddenly come crashing down onto their shoulders!
Shen Xiaohe and Savage Ox felt their legs give out beneath them, and their bodies dropped flat to the ground!
"Th-this... heavens, what terrifying pressure!"
"This is bad, they're going to fight!"
"More than a hundred True God Realm experts—we can't stop them at all!"
In the air, Mu Guiqing narrowed her eyes. "Clan Chief Duan, you came here today with such a grand display of force. Haven't you already made up your mind?"
"If I'm not mistaken, even if I agree to sell the slaves today, you will still find some other excuse to bring your power down upon my Mu Clan in the future!"
Duan Tianhe threw back his head and laughed. "Clan Chief Mu, how clever!"
"Since that is the case, there is no need for Duan to waste any more words."
"I only hope the skills in Clan Chief Mu's hands do not disappoint me!"
"After all, it has been a very, very long time since I last made a move!"
As soon as those words fell, Duan Tianhe actually struck first!!
He raised his right hand, and a colossal stone arm condensed in midair. It descended from the clouds, churning the cloudbanks as it came, and directly suppressed Mu