Human Clan Defender

Chapter 850 23-24: Grade 6 Dao Arms Fragment (2-in-1, Requesting Monthly Ticket)

Outside the Arena of the Gods.

Zhongshan Sheng, whose flesh was cracking but slowly recovering, and Zhongshan Ping, whose flesh was completely annihilated leaving only his Divine Soul, had complex expressions on their faces.

Anger!

Fear!

Helplessness!

Recalling the palm that directly oppressed them, the memory lingered with heart palpitations.

Extremely powerful oppression.

Even trying to use the Zhongshan Clan's true form was impossible.

If not for a strong member of the Candle Sect rescuing them, they would have had no chance of survival.

On the other side.

On the Arena of the Gods, Shen Changqing did not leave, but instead focused his gaze on the Elders' seats.

He waited.

Waiting for a verdict.

Although the current situation was clear, the Candle Sect's high-ranking officials still needed to announce the result.

On the Elders' seats.

Zhongshan Dongxuan's form slowly vanished, as if he had never appeared.

Seeing this.

Zhongshan Ren understood, he looked at Shen Changqing on the Arena of the Gods, then rose from his seat and announced the result under the watchful eyes of many disciples.

"In this battle, Zhongshan Chou wins!"

As the words fell.

Shen Changqing's lips curled into a slight smile, while Zhongshan Sheng and Zhongshan Ping both had defeated expressions.

However.

A hint of hope rose in their hearts.

"Even if you've defeated us, you may not necessarily conquer the Qingfeng Clan!"

Zhongshan Sheng said fiercely.

Indeed.

The opponent won against the two of them.

But.

The fight for faith wasn't just a clash among direct disciples; it also involved the struggle among faith clans.

The three tribes of the Qingfeng Clan were not much different in strength.

Now with Shen Changqing leading the Qingyang Tribe, it didn't necessarily mean he could handle the other two tribes.

Hearing this, Shen Changqing's expression remained calm: "Whether the Qingfeng Clan can be conquered, you'll find out soon."

After speaking.

He took out a Messaging Jade Token.

——

Within the Qingfeng Clan.

The strong members of the three major tribes had all gathered together.

No one spoke; instead, they waited silently for the impending result.

If Shen Changqing lost, then naturally, the three tribes would remain at peace.

But if Shen Changqing won.

Then the three tribes might very well face a bloody battle ahead.

"Qingyang, do you truly believe your direct disciple can compete against the other two disciples?"

The speaker was the leader of another tribe within the Qingfeng Clan.

Qingyang remained calm and replied slowly: "I can't be sure whether he can win, but don't forget the reason why our Qingfeng Clan has fallen to this point.

It's simply because the Qingfeng Clan lacks a Divine Spirit's presence, which is why we became vassals of other clans.

Now, only by officially unifying the Qingfeng Clan can we have a chance to turn things around."

After speaking.

The burly middle-aged man squinted slightly but didn't continue speaking.

The strong member of another tribe also remained quiet, only looking indifferently at the two.

Time ticked away.

Soon.

The Messaging Jade Tokens in the hands of the three began to vibrate simultaneously.

They read the information.

Their expressions changed drastically.

Qingyang's face was filled with joy, while the expressions of the other two turned somber.

"Hahaha, it seems destiny favors Qingyang. Now that the Supreme has defeated the other two disciples, the hope for the unification of the Qingfeng Clan is imminent, so why continue to resist?

Honestly, we are all living beings of the Qingfeng Clan. Now that our clan's power is weakening, fighting among us will only increase casualties and deplete the clan's strength without any benefit.

Why not have your two tribes submit to my Qingyang Tribe? I can then promise that in the Qingfeng Clan, you will all be Deputy Clan Chiefs, how about that?"

Qingyang withdrew the Messaging Jade Token, then looked at the two before him and spoke persuasively.

At those words.

The burly middle-aged man's expression turned gloomy: "There's no problem with the unification of the Qingfeng Clan, but why should you be the clan chief, is my Qinggang not fit to be the clan chief?"

Speaking, he glanced at another tribe.

"Or do you, Qingying, willingly submit to the Qingyang Tribe?"

"My Qingying Tribe has never surrendered without a fight, but Qingyang did say something right: we are all living beings of the Qingfeng Clan. Fighting among us will only deplete the tribe's strength with no other benefits.

However, if Qingyang wants to conquer my Qingying Tribe, you must show your strength."

Speaking was the leader of the Qingying Tribe, the only female among the leaders of the three tribes.

Wearing a blue palace gown, with an elegant posture and beautiful features, she lacked the usual softness of women but had some uncommon heroic spirit, which added to her aura.

Qinggang frowned: "What do you mean by that?"

He felt confident in challenging Qingyang purely because the Qingying Tribe was on his side.

If they sided with Qingyang, the strength of his tribe would not be enough to guarantee an effective challenge.

Qingying's expression was calm: "My meaning is clear, match against match, king against king. Since their few direct disciples competed by decision, my Qingfeng Clan will do the same."

After speaking.

She looked at Qingyang.

"If you can defeat both me and Qinggang, then our two tribes will submit to your Qingyang Tribe, how about that?"

Hearing this.

Qingyang did not answer immediately, and Qinggang also fell into contemplation.

After a while.

Qinggang was the first to nod: "I have no objections to the Qingying Tribe's proposal."

Then he looked at Qingyang with a mocking expression.

"But I wonder if you, Qingyang, have the strength for this?"

"Fine!"

Qingyang's gaze swept over the two, as his stern face showed a slight change, then he nodded slightly.