At this moment, Wang Xu finally revealed a hint of shock in his eyes.

He had already guessed that Feng Qizi would be an extremely powerful person, so he used all his strength when he made his move. However, even so, the attack did not reach his left or right.

Could it be that this person has already entered the demigod realm?

He was greatly alarmed and couldn't help but think this.

The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became. In the end, he was terrified. This was the first time in so many years that he had shown such an expression.

"You're a demigod?"

Wang Xu frowned and said coldly.

As the voice faded, the space fell silent for a moment, followed by a series of exclamations. All eyes of everyone in the world were focused on Feng Qizi, the Demon Clan Chief.

Even the hundreds of thousands of troops from various factions who came to provide support, though not outwardly displayed, were already experiencing turbulent emotions.

At most, they can only deal with martial artists at the Spirit Emperor level. Above that, if they encounter a legendary figure who is only recorded in ancient books, they can only surrender.

After all, no matter how many ants come, they are nothing more than a single kick to an elephant. Immediately, many in the allied forces began to consider retreating.

The internal structure is not entirely monolithic; each member still has their own interests. They were forced to come together in this foreign land, but now, facing such a desperate situation, a desire to protect themselves has arisen again.

Feng Qizi remained silent, but said calmly, "In that case, I'll reconsider the conditions I proposed earlier. I'll give you one minute. Otherwise, once I start taking action, I can only apologize."

To reiterate, if the crowd still harbored a sliver of hope before, the absolute power displayed by Feng Qizi now extinguished that last bit of hope.

At that very moment, as soon as Feng Qizi finished speaking, a vast expanse of black energy surged from all directions, causing the hundreds of thousands of allied troops to feel difficulty breathing, and a hint of horror appeared in their eyes.

Clearly, in that instant, the powerful Feng Qizi had already taken control of their lives. If Feng Qizi had only been a Demon Emperor before, they would still have had a fighting chance.

Now that Feng Qizi has displayed power far exceeding that of the Demon Emperor, and has intimidated everyone by reaching the level of a half-step Demon God, the hundreds of thousands of people who have come here are nothing more than hundreds of thousands of ants.

Now, their lives and fortunes are all in Feng Qizi's hands, and in fact, they could be controlled by him at any moment, which has made them somewhat panicked.

"How about... I think we should let them go? Eighteen people for hundreds of thousands, it's worth it."

"That's right, Pavilion Master. You are the Pavilion Master of the Great Thousand Pavilion. You must think of the Great Thousand Pavilion and the Great Thousand World."

"Sect Master..."

...

The noise suddenly became chaotic.

Caught in the eye of the storm, Jing Mu took a deep breath, then looked at the crowd with a grave expression, unsure of what to do.

Handing these eighteen people over to Feng Qizi means that the future of the Great Thousand World will come to an end here. There will be no hope for anyone to advance to the Spirit God level. At that time, what awaits the Great Thousand World will be nothing but a bottomless abyss.

This current action is merely a delay in the date of death.

However, if they do not hand it over, given the power Feng Qizi has demonstrated, he is about to forcibly seize it, and they will be helpless, only able to watch helplessly, which may even lead to the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people.

However, if this is the case, there is still some hope that the last spark of the Great Thousand World can be preserved, and when it grows strong in the future, it will be the time for the Great Thousand World to return to its former glory.

Jing Mu suddenly felt caught in a dilemma, unable to make a decision for a moment.

All eyes were now focused on Jing Mu. Hundreds of thousands of people remained silent, watching him intently.

Just as he was about to make a decision, Zhou Mu suddenly spoke up, "Wait."

At this moment, Zhou Mu attracted everyone's attention. Then, Zhou Mu stepped forward, slightly tilted his head, looked at the figure in the void, and said, "Uncle Feng, we met once before. I even saved your child. Could you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Qizi smiled and said, "That's precisely why I've forgiven you time and time again. If you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me."

Although he said these words with a smile, everyone present could clearly feel the imposing aura contained in those words.

Let alone Zhou Mu, even Wang Xu and the others probably couldn't withstand it.

"go back."

Seeing Zhou Mu about to take a step, Wang Xu immediately rebuked him angrily, his voice inevitably quite loud.

Zhou Mu smiled and shook his head at him, saying, "It's alright, sir, you have to trust me."

As soon as those words were spoken, they seemed to possess infinite magic. Wang Xu nodded subconsciously, and then Hei Bo and Jing Mu, who were beside him, also looked at Zhou Mu.

Compared to Wang Xu's tacit understanding, the two seemed quite unfamiliar with Zhou Mu. Jing Mu, sensing something was amiss, wanted to step forward to stop them, but at that moment, Hei Bo reached out and stopped him, saying, "Even if you don't believe Zhou Mu, you should believe in the master."

The so-called "sir" naturally refers to Wang Xu.

Seeing this, Jing Mu seemed unable to think of a better solution for the time being, so he could only let him go.

Immediately afterward, as Zhou Mu stepped forward, countless gazes fell upon him.

They knew something about this young man; after all, he was a legendary figure.

He accomplished what almost every living being in the Desolate Heaven Domain wanted to do: unify the Desolate Heaven Domain. Over thousands of years, countless people have tried to achieve this goal, but without exception, they all ended in failure.

After all, the Desolate Heaven Domain is a very complex and intertwined place, with a complex web of intertwined forces. Let alone unifying the entire Desolate Heaven Domain, even figuring out all those forces would be an extremely difficult task.

And now, all of this has been accomplished by a young man, which is truly unbelievable.

"Is that Zhou Mu?"

"The master of Wentian Tower, it seems that he was the one who sent people to deal with the Cangyu Holy Land and the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan. He's quite impressive."

"Did you see the two Spirit Emperor-level warriors next to the Pavilion Master of the Great Thousand Pavilion? Those are the foundation of the Heavenly Inquiry Tower."

As these words spread like wildfire, everyone who heard them was shocked. They then began to set their sights on him; if they could use such a person for their own purposes, their strength would improve by leaps and bounds.