The Divine Continent's Heaven-Feller
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, several ancestors of the Iron Eater Clan were somewhat unwilling to accept it.
They were on the verge of taking down the Bamboo Clan. For the Iron Eater Clan, this would have been an achievement that benefited generations to come.
From then on, they could have bred the Bamboo Clan at will.
The Iron Eater Beast ancestor looked at Xu Zimo and gritted his teeth. "Friend, could we pay some price? Ask for whatever you need.
I only hope you will not interfere in this matter."
"Do not make me repeat myself. I could destroy the Eighteen Saber Prisons, and I could destroy your Iron Eater Clan as well," Xu Zimo said calmly.
As soon as he said this, several Iron Eater Clan ancestors sucked in sharp breaths.
"The Eighteen Saber Prisons were destroyed?"
During this period, the Iron Eater Clan had been focused on attacking the Bamboo Clan, paying comparatively little attention to the Eighteen Saber Prisons and the Sacred Mountain.
This caught them somewhat off guard.
Or rather, the entire Kunxu Domain had not expected it.
The Eighteen Saber Prisons had more than a dozen Dao Fruit Experts and the Divine Court behind them. How could they possibly have been destroyed?
"Ancestor, the Sacred Mountain has fallen!" an Iron Eater Beast delivering the news hurriedly shouted from the front.
What the fall of the Sacred Mountain meant, no one understood better than them.
Even the Divine Court had failed to protect the Eighteen Saber Prisons?
The Iron Eater Clan ancestor sighed, suddenly overwhelmed by a profound sense of helplessness.
"That fat morsel already at our lips... has flown away."
"Everyone, stop. The Iron Eater Clan is withdrawing," the ancestor declared.
His voice spread directly throughout this stretch of heaven and