hands, even if the Luo family appears, at least he can be used as a hostage to hold them off.After seeing the two figures disappear, a smile vanished from Jiang Yun's face, replaced by a cold look. He...There were countless figures, both male and female, old and young, numbering in the tens of thousands.
Some had their eyes open, some closed, but without exception, each figure was ethereal, each pair of eyes utterly vacant, and each face wore an expression of numbness.
Seeing these throngs of figures huddled within the desolate city, Hou Tu's face turned ashen in an instant, his body trembling even more violently.
Even, there was a look of terror on his face.
Because, he knew every single one of them and could call out their names!
Because, these figures are all members of the Wasteland Tribe!
Or, more precisely, they are all members of the Wild Tribe who died during the Great War!
And when the crowd saw clearly Jun Yan's internal scene, their hearts were also deeply shocked!
Of course, all their doubts were finally explained, and it made them understand the meaning of what Jiang Yun had said before even more!
Even though the Huangzu were not originally part of the Dao domain, after death, they would still have to follow the cycle of reincarnation dictated by Heaven if their souls did not dissipate.
Either be utterly annihilated, or reincarnate and embrace a brand new life.
But who could imagine, that Ahong Yan, the chieftain of the Ahong tribe, would actually put all the deceased members of his tribe inside his own body.
No, it should have been locked inside him.
As he said, he was indeed guarding them, preventing them from dissipating or reincarnating. He only wished for them to remain forever within their own bodies, under his protection!
And perhaps, at the very beginning, this protection would make these nomads' tribe members grateful to their chieftain, allowing them to be together even after death.
But as time passed, they gradually realized that they would forever be confined to this familiar ruins, never able to set foot in other places, never able to have a new life of their own. They were forever bound to the body of the Lord of Ruin, repeating this endless cycle day after day.
For them, this was no longer a matter of guardianship, but a torment, a pain so profound that their eyes lost their color and their faces bore the mask of numbness.
Though they still exist in this world, though they no longer have to worry about any danger, they will never see any hope!
The root of all this, is the stubbornness deep in their beloved chieftain's heart!
Huang Junyan's persistence is terrifying!
Originally, he was a virtual image created within an illusion. Even after discovering the truth about the illusion, he stubbornly tried to prevent its end.
In reality, his persistence meant that his tribe could only ever exist within his body!
This is no longer obsession, but a kind of fixation, a kind of imposing one's own ideas onto others!
Even the venerable Daoist, after seeing all this clearly, couldn't help but reveal a look of shock on his face. He said, "This Huang Junyan's obsession is truly terrifying!"
"Yes!" Senro said calmly, "If it weren't for his kind of obsession, he wouldn't be useful to me!"
Senro continued, "In fact, after the destruction of the tribe, Emperor Huangyan had already incorporated the souls of all the fallen warriors into his body."
But even if he is powerful, he cannot forever protect his people!
Therefore, I help him every so often, allowing his tribe to endure. That is why he ultimately agrees to serve me!
About the state of the Dead World, others might be unclear, but the Dao Lord is extremely clear.
Even the undead cannot exist forever.
If one does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, then after a long time, will they still disappear and be annihilated
Only Moriro, as the Lord of the Dead Realm, could utilize the unique rules of the Dead Realm to prevent undead creatures from dissipating. He therefore used this as leverage, threatening Araki Yan with it in exchange for his loyalty and service.
The Daoist then asked, "Will he now be swayed by what Ginger Cloud said"
If Huang Junyan once wavers, he will break free from Sen Luo's control and become Jiang Yun's subordinate just like the other eight tribes.
With such a powerful ally as Huang Junyan and the return of the nine tribes, Jiang Yun's forces could truly sweep across the entire Dao domain.
Sen Luo shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Let's see what happens."
All eyes were on Huang Junyan.
While Huang Junyan's gaze was fixed deeply on all the members of his tribe within him.
That gaze, no longer hollow, but filled with softness, filled with contentment!
At this time, Jiang Yun's voice rang out again: "Huang Junyan, why don't you ask what your clansmen think about this!"
"Ask them if they really want to be protected like this!"
Previously, when Ginger Cloud's soul power exploded inside the body of Ah-Jun Yan, he saw this very scene, which also sent him into extreme shock.
For the Ainu people, Jiangyun is equally familiar.
Even among those figures, there were many people he could call by name.
After all, in the fantasy world, Jiang Yun had lived with them for a considerable amount of time.
They were no longer as vivid and alive as they were in the dream realm. They had become numb, lifeless sculptures. And in that moment, Jiang Yun finally understood the depth of Huang Junyan's obsession!
However, as he said, as the chief of the Huang clan, Huang Junyan wants to protect his people. No one can say that he is wrong for doing this.
But this kind of protection, at least, requires the consent of the aboriginal people.
But Huang Junyan clearly didn't, otherwise how could those members of the Huang Clan have such numb expressions on their faces!
After a moment of silence, Huang Junyan slowly spoke: "I don't need to ask!"
The utterance of these five words instantly sent a chill through everyone's hearts.
Even the wasteland map, which had been trembling in his hand, stilled. A strange look appeared in its owner's eyes as he looked at his father.
It seems I never truly understood my father.
They all originally thought that Huang Junyan exposed these members of the Savage Tribe because he wanted to follow Jiang Yun's words and ask them about their thoughts, whether they were willing to be protected in this way.
However, Huang Junyan wasn't even going to ask!
"Then Huang Junyan's voice continued; 'I am the chief of the Huang tribe, I do everything for their own good, they will surely understand my actions and agree with them!'"
"Besides, they are too weak to survive out there in the cruel world. They can only live in peace under my protection!"
As long as I live, they shall remain!
"No one can stop me from protecting them, whoever tries will be killed by me!"
"Even if you are the Master!"
After Huang Junyan finished his last words, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. The gentleness and comfort in his eyes had vanished completely, replaced by boundless madness!
And his illusory body also became solid again, causing all the members of the wild tribes within him to gradually disappear from everyone's eyes.
Above the sky, Jiang Yun's voice rang out again: "Huang Junyan, your obsession has gone mad!"
"In that case, I can only suppress you!"
"You've already been killed by me once," the Sovereign coldly stated, "and now I can kill you again!"
"Is that so!"
With the soft utterance of "Ginger Cloud," his figure finally materialized in the sky, unharmed. Even his previous oldness was gone, replaced by a youthful appearance.
"Boom!"
Meanwhile, a deafening roar erupted throughout the Shan Hai Realm. Within the ever-present vortex, massive black shadows began to surge forth, hovering behind Jiang Yun. They hung suspended in the sky above the Shan Hai Realm, before the very eyes of everyone present!
Nine Clan Sacred Artifacts, all appear!
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