ough the little guy with the surname Ye had a bit of a conflict with the Treasure Pavilion, think about it, if you were in his shoes and suddenly took away 9.2 billion gold coins, would you come back...The young general’s words were filled with fervor, but before Sang could react, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck him down from the heavens, instantly reducing him to nothingness.

"If you're going to die, then just go die!"

Ye Bufan's voice was flat, yet filled with coldness as he swept his gaze over the crowd below. "Anyone else disagree"

"I!"

Another general stepped forward, “My Lang Huan clan is the first largest tribe of the Barbarian Emperor’s Kingdom. Why should we surrender to your tiny Qing Ye clan...”

This time, he didn't even let him finish his words. Ye Bufan directly struck down a bolt of lightning, and the general vanished from the spot.

"I refuse to accept that…"

Another person stepped forward, but this time even more decisively. He had just spoken four words when he was vaporized by a massive bolt of lightning.

This time, the town completely fell silent. No one dared to step forward anymore; everyone was stunned by this thunderous display of power.

Although barbarians were always fierce, there was no chance of winning at this moment. Standing up would only mean a pointless death. Who would have the courage to do that

Ye Bufan smiled slightly and looked at Sang Ge again: "No one objects, you continue!"

"I surrender on behalf of the Lang Huan tribe to the Qing Ye tribe!"

Sanger spoke in a low voice, then waved to the officers beside him. Soon, he picked up the inkstone, brush, paper and began writing.

He picked up the pen, and the feather-light writing implement felt as heavy as a ton in his hand.

Surrendering to other tribes was something the Lang Huan tribe had never done in its history.

But there's no other way. If we don't agree to their terms, we can be certain that three hundred thousand people will be killed, and most importantly, my own life is not safe.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sang, bearing the humiliation in his heart, finally wrote a letter of surrender and affixed the royal seal to it.

After he finished, he raised the scroll above his head. "King Qingye, I can fulfill the last two conditions, but for the first one, please show mercy."

After all, even with the combined might of my Lang Huan sect, we only have five hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. It's far from a million.

The Evergreen King, who ruled the Evergreen Clan and had a good understanding of their assets, knew that the speaker was telling the truth but did not make a decision. Instead, he looked at Ye Bufan.

After all, everything was won by this man. If he hadn't appeared, the Qingye Clan would have been the one surrendering now.

Since I brought up the condition, you are not allowed to change it.

Ye Bufan said, "Since spirit stones are not enough, then use your military equipment to make up for it."

After finishing his words, he looked at King Qingye: "Send someone down to collect all their equipment!"

"General Ge'dal, at your command!"

King Qingye waved his hand, and Ge'dal immediately led people excitedly down the city wall.

Since the start of the war, the Qingye Tribe has suffered repeated defeats. Not only have they suffered heavy losses, but they are also tired of being bullied by the Lang Huan Tribe. Now, the time has finally come for them to turn things around.

Upon reaching the city gates, he immediately tallied his forces. Leading an army of 30,000 men, he exited the city and began confiscating all the equipment and supplies belonging to the entire Lang Huan division.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded: a full 300,000 soldiers stood there obediently, yet became prisoners of war to just 30,000.

The soldiers of the Qingye Department were all filled with excitement, finally arriving at the moment of glory. They soon confiscated and transported all their logistical equipment into Qingye King City.

"Master Ye, is it ready now"

Gedaer looked at the city wall, awaiting Ye Bufan's order.

"Of course not, this little bit isn't enough for 500,000 top-grade spirit stones. Strip them of their armor and clothes!"

Ye Bufan gave the order, and the soldiers of the Qingye Department immediately charged towards the 300,000 surrendering troops, beginning to confiscate their weapons and armor.

As a soldier, to be stripped naked after surrendering is a blatant humiliation.

After two people just stood up to resist and were struck by lightning, everything fell silent again.

Let it be humiliation, after all, life is more important than face.

Thus, the bizarre scene unfolded once again. Tens of thousands of soldiers outside Qingye King City stood there in only their trousers.

This scene, the people of the Qingye Department on the city wall saw it with great pleasure, while the soldiers of the Lang Huan Department were humiliated to death.

"That's it!"

Everything was collected. Ye Bufan nodded and his gaze fell on Sang Ge again.

It's your turn!

Sang's expression shifted, and in the end, he knelt down with a thud.

The soldiers behind him were naked, and this King Lang Huan was going to kneel down and beg for mercy. How humiliating this was can be imagined.

If it were someone with a fierce personality, they would definitely not accept it. But although he was brutal and bloodthirsty on the surface, deep down he was terrified of death and ultimately chose to accept humiliation.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground. Then, he raised the imperial decree in both hands above his head and, using his knees as feet, walked step by step towards the city gates of King Qingye's City.

"Lang Huanbu Sangge, bows to the Qingye King!"

As soon as he said those words, the soldiers behind him were ashamed and embarrassed, each one wishing they could bury their heads in their pants.

And the people within the Qingye Royal City were filled with excitement and joy. The surrender of the Lang Huan Department was something they never dared to dream of before.

The current situation exists because of one man's arrival. He became the savior of the entire tribe.

Ye Bufan stretched out his hand and beckoned. The book flew directly up and landed before King Qingye.

King Qingye's hands trembled uncontrollably as he received the imperial decree, revealing the intense excitement surging within him.

Before this, she was filled with despair and had even made preparations to die for her beliefs.

But what no one expected was a turn of events. In the end, not a single soldier was lost, and they even received a surrender letter from the Lang Huan department.

Ye Bufan reached out and patted her shoulder: "It's over, everything is over. This guy deserves to be killed or whatever you decide."

Qing Ye Wang took a deep breath, calming his excited emotions.

Deep down, she longed to tear Sangge limb from limb, but as the ruler of Qingye, she was bound by countless considerations.

Killing someone else would be fine, but the other party is after all Wang of Lang Huan. If we just kill him like this, I'm afraid we will be held accountable by the Holy Lord, Emperor Man Huang.

Seeing the turmoil in her heart, Ye Bufan smiled faintly: “Leave it to me.”

"Hmm!"

King Qingye nodded.

Now Sang's heart jumped. He knew very well in his heart that if Lanxi was in charge, he could still save his life.

If this man were in charge, things would probably go from bad to worse. But now he's completely at the mercy of others, and everything is up to fate.

Ye Bufan asked, "How many crimes has he committed in the Qingye Department since the war began"

"Qingye Wang gritted his teeth: 'Murder and arson, rape and pillage, millions of corpses, countless sins.'"

Ye Bufan nodded and looked at Sang Ge again: "If I wasn't here today, how would you handle Lan Xi and my daughter"

"This..."

At the sound of this question, Sang Ge trembled all over and couldn't utter a word.

Ye Bufan's eyes flashed brightly, and he used the Soul Capturing Technique: "Tell the truth!"

A flicker of uncertainty crossed Sanger's eyes. "I want Qingye Wang as my woman, and her daughter will be sold to a brothel." were no different from decorations in front of Xuanyuan Zhantian. He effortlessly cleared his path, facing no obstacles whatsoever.After walking for about two or three kilometers, a massive stone gat...