"Don't leave a single one alive!" Yuemeng said.
"Yes." Mu Xue immediately led a group of people away.
"Continue the attack!" Yue Meng said, glancing at the encampment below.
"yes!!"
The lights twinkled, appearing in waves and falling downwards.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
After several waves of continuous bombing, the garrisons of dozens of ethnic groups were all killed.
In addition, the garrison has not withdrawn.
The commander looked up at the sky, his face filled with anxiety.
They all tried to contact their clan leaders and ancestors using their clan's contact methods, but to no avail.
"Perhaps, something has happened to the clan leader and the patriarch!"
"Let's retreat!" In the Li Clan's encampment, an old man looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed, and said.
"That's the only way!" The leader of the Power Clan nodded.
"Perhaps, the Saintess Palace has powerful figures to assist them!"
"Otherwise, how could they have escaped!"
"And they will fight back against us!"
"The clan leader and the ancestors have probably perished at the hands of this powerful figure!" said the leader of the Power Clan.
"Pass down the order to retreat immediately!" he said.
"yes..."
Seeing the Li Clan retreat, the other clans could no longer hold out and also ordered a retreat.
But Yue Meng was not about to let them go and ordered a pursuit.
Since these groups are not letting the Temple of the Holy Maiden go.
Why did the Holy Maiden Temple let them go?
The feud has been formed.
That would solve the problem once and for all.
To avoid future problems!
With such a treasure in hand, these tribes are no match for them at all.
They didn't even have a chance to fight back; they were simply at the mercy of others.
After being chased for hundreds of miles, less than a third of the survivors remained.
Please.
"Spare our lives!" Several tribal leaders dismounted and begged for mercy from the relentless Holy Maiden Legion in the sky.
"This was all the clan leader's and ancestor's idea; it has nothing to do with us!!"
"I'll spare your lives!"
"How is this possible?!"
"Whoever came up with this idea, they all have to die!"
A cold snort came from high above, and the lamplight slowly fell, blasting all these people to death and wiping them out.
In another direction, the leaders of dozens of ethnic groups, after their pleas for mercy went unanswered.
They had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight to the death.
However, their elevated position does not give them an advantage.
They are also unable to engage in close combat.
In a matter of moments, they were all blown up, wiped out!
Half a month later, all the tribes were slaughtered, and not a single person survived.
Yuemeng ordered all the saintesses to go to the strongholds of these tribes and slaughter all their members.
To prevent future problems.
The saintesses received the order and immediately split into dozens of groups, heading in different directions, disappearing in a short time.
During this time, although Chen Tiansheng accompanied him, he did not make a move.
He had used his divine sense to investigate, and found that there were no powerful individuals among these groups.
The Holy Maiden Army can handle this easily.
Out of boredom, he checked the spirit beast ring and found that the little spider had hatched.
Overjoyed, he gathered spiritual herbs from another space to feed them.
Nurturing them with these magical herbs, they grow very quickly.
Half a month later, it had grown to the size of a bowl.
Afterwards, he followed the moon back to the temple to await news.
Several days later, the saintesses returned one after another.
Their missions have all been completed.
When the last group of saintesses returned.
Yue Meng was overjoyed and ordered a banquet to celebrate.
Several hours later, dozens of tables were set up in the Temple of the Holy Maiden.
All the saints took their seats and drank to celebrate.
At the first table, Yue Meng and Chen Tiansheng sat side by side.
She picked up her wine glass and said.
"The southern grasslands, home to 368 ethnic groups!"
"Apart from a few dozen small tribes who fled because of the war!"
"All other races vanished in this battle!"
"From now on, the vast grasslands!"
"Perhaps only the Holy Maiden Palace remains!"
“That’s true.” Chen Tiansheng nodded.
"If only they weren't greedy!"
“It wouldn’t have ended like that!” Yue Meng shook her head and said.
"When I left the space!!"
"I've overheard conversations between several patriarchs of great clans!"
"They are nearing the end of their lives."
"They've only just started eyeing the funeral parlor!"
"Initially, it was the Power Clan and the Night Clan who were vying for the Spirit Fruit!"
"In the end, they fell out and the two races went to war!"
"The final battle escalated to an unstoppable point!"
"Forced some small groups to flee!"
"But what they didn't expect was..."
"The Holy Maiden's Temple will interfere in the Spirit Garden!"
"They had no choice but to make up!"
"We want to join forces against the Holy Maiden's Palace!"
"Finally, we obtained the Spirit Garden!" Chen Tiansheng said.
"Although the Spirit Garden does not belong to the Holy Temple!"
"But it appeared within the temple grounds!"
"That is the opportunity presented by the Holy Temple!"
“I will not give it up to any race!” Yuemeng said.
"Let's not talk about this anymore!"
Let's drink!
"Um..."
The next day, Chen Tiansheng left.
Before leaving, he handed a sound transmission stone to Yuemeng.
After Yue Meng put it away, she suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Could you stay a few more days before you leave?" she whispered, her face suddenly flushing.
"Didn't you want me to be your furnace?"
"Take your leave after you're done!"
"Getting things done is the priority!"
"And it has already dragged on for quite some time!"
"Let's talk about it later!" Chen Tiansheng smiled and said.
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