The Chongming Tianque's flight speed was still fast, and fifteen of them were left behind to cover the retreat.
The middle-aged man had thought he could stall the Immortal Demon Squad for a while, at least long enough for him to successfully teleport.
But he never expected the Immortal Demon Squad to catch up so quickly.
Looking back, there was no sign of the Chongming Tianque behind them, only a sky full of blood rain still slowly falling.
"How is this possible!"
The middle-aged man was terrified.
He had already imagined the strength of the Immortal Demon Squad to be terrifying, but he still didn't expect that the fifteen Chongming Tianque he left behind wouldn't even be qualified to be a minor obstruction to the Immortal Demon Squad.
At the same time, he also saw the owner of the voice.
It was the figure in black soft armor, handsome, with an evil charm, and holding a dark short sword, who was blocking the Chongming Tianque flock.
"Wu Xin! He is using random teleportation!"
Xian Qing'er, who was following closely, keenly sensed the aura of a teleportation array being condensed and immediately reminded Mo Wu Xin.
Hearing Xian Qing'er's words, the middle-aged man and Mo Wu Xin's expressions changed simultaneously.
The middle-aged man was filled with terror, while Mo Wu Xin raised an eyebrow and casually swung his sword.
A dark sword energy, as if traversing time and space, instantly appeared before the middle-aged man.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man could not dodge in time and was directly hit by the sword energy, falling from the back of the Chongming Tianque.
Just like that, the middle-aged man's random teleportation skill was completely interrupted, and he had lost all chance of escape.
"Chongming Tianque! Give me..."
"Immortal Imprisonment Technique! Imprison!"
The middle-aged man, covered in dirt, crawled up from the ground and was hysterically summoning the Chongming Tianque flock to prepare for a counterattack.
But he only managed to shout half of it before Xian Qing'er used an imprisonment technique, freezing him and his troops together.
The Chongming Tianque also seemed to be frozen in time, their bodies fixed in mid-air.
No matter how the Chongming Tianque struggled, they could not break free from Xian Qing'er's casual imprisonment.
With the strength of the Spirit Rank, it was not too difficult to imprison Chongming Tianque whose highest cultivation was newly promoted to Grade Nine Lower Rank!
In fact, if she wanted to, she could directly use the Judgment Technique to instantly eliminate the middle-aged man and his troops.
This was just the absolute suppression of cultivation!
Not to mention the suppression of race and bloodline.
Even if these Chongming Tianque were at the same level as Xian Qing'er, they would only be crushed by her.
"Let me go!"
The middle-aged man glared at Mo Wu Xin and Xian Qing'er with hatred. Although he could not move his feet, his body was constantly struggling.
It was a pity that an imprisonment technique used by a Spirit Rank Immortal Clan General, which even the Grade Nine Lower Rank Chongming Tianque could not break free from, let alone a mere peak Grade Seven human like him.
Hearing the middle-aged man's cries, a group of Immortal Demon troops immediately surrounded him, each of them radiating killing intent.
The middle-aged man instinctively shrank his neck and then began to beg for mercy.
"I have no enmity with your Lord. Don't kill me! I can give you all the resources from my territory! As long as you are willing to spare my life!"
"Oh? Is that so? Too bad! I don't feel any sincerity from you, a rebel!"
Mo Wu Xin hooked the corner of his lips, swung his short sword, walked in front of the middle-aged man, and said with a smile.
The middle-aged man nodded frantically like a pestle.
"I have sincerity! I really have sincerity! I am willing to dedicate all the resources in my territory to you! I will take my troops and leave the Endless Abyss forever, never to set foot here again!"
Hearing this, Mo Wu Xin's smile deepened. The middle-aged man thought he had appeased Mo Wu Xin and also started to laugh.
Who knew that the next moment, a dark short sword was directly plunged into his heart.
The last words he heard before his death came from Mo Wu Xin.
"Although you are cunning, you have no respect for my master. Your resources are not offered to us, but to my master! Therefore, you have no sincerity, and this is why you must die!"
As the words fell, Mo Wu Xin pulled out the short sword with a "pfft," the middle-aged man's body twitched slightly, and then he was completely silent.
Afterward, Mo Wu Xin raised his short sword again, preparing to strike at the Chongming Tianque, but was stopped by Xian Qing'er.
"Wait! These Chongming Tianque are begging for mercy, praying for our forgiveness!"
"Moreover, Chongming Tianque are troops with Immortal Demon attribute bloodlines, which can be used by my master!"
After saying this, Xian Qing'er raised her hands above her head and made a few strange gestures.
"Immortal Purification Technique! Transform!"
Immediately, streaks of white light rain descended upon the Chongming Tianque flock.
Due to the death of their master, the loyalty of these Chongming Tianque had decreased significantly.
However, they still harbored hostility towards the Immortal Demon Squad, after all, the Immortal Demon Squad had killed fifteen of their companions.
But as the light rain fell, the hostility in the eyes of the Chongming Tianque gradually disappeared, replaced by fervor and loyalty.
...
In the Immortal Demon Tribe.
Xiao Mo was idly standing on the city wall, looking at the scenery under the night sky.
Then, an information prompt popped up.
[The Immortal Demon Squad has successfully subjugated twenty-four Chongming Tianque. Do you wish to accept them as territory troops?]
[Yes] [No]
Seeing this message, Xiao Mo chose "Yes" without hesitation.
After all, these Chongming Tianque were also top-tier troops.
Moreover, he was just thinking about equipping the Immortal Demon Death Squad with flying mounts.
These Chongming Tianque arriving now was most timely.
However, Xiao Mo had some regrets at this moment.
If he had known that these Chongming Tianque possessed Immortal Demon attribute bloodlines, he would not have directly ordered Mo Wu Xin to kill those fifteen.
The more troops, the better!
He also didn't have buildings for this type of troop, so killing one meant one less, which was a real pity.
Just as Xiao Mo was sighing with emotion, another information prompt popped up.
[Congratulations, Lord! Your Immortal Demon Squad has destroyed the Heart of the enemy's territory, causing the enemy's territory to completely disappear. The enemy's high-level lord has been eliminated. You have won this war!]
[Destroyed enemy top-level lord's territory, receiving rewards: Immortal Demon Stone +500, Spirit Stone +10]
[Received enemy stored resources: 2100 Immortal Demon Stones, 18 Soul Crystals]
[You have defeated another enemy territory force! Your Immortal Demon Tribe's fame and cohesion on the Primordial Continent have been significantly enhanced again, preliminarily reaching the level of widespread renown.]
...
Seeing these messages, Xiao Mo was first excited, but then confused.
Why did this guy's stored resources only consist of Immortal Demon Stones and Soul Crystals? Why were there no food, wood, stone, or iron essence, and other resources at all?
The answer he received after inquiring was that the enemy's warehouse did not store these resources.
After pondering for a moment, Xiao Mo's brow unfurrowed.
It must be that this fellow knew these things were difficult to transport, so he stored them with his friends through trading, planning to trade them back when it was completely safe.
It seemed that this recently deceased lord was quite clever!
Unfortunately, in the end, he was preparing for others!