The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"Imprison them in the hold and march to the Feather Tribe's royal court."

Faced with the ferocious Yulin Guards, the distraught members of the Yu clan had no choice but to let it go, even though they were unwilling.

One year later, the ancient ship Qingdi led tens of thousands of patrolling warships, heading directly for the royal court of the Feather Clan, and rushed at lightning speed, ready to catch the Feather Clan off guard.

The warm sunshine filled the deck. Shen Yuanliang lay on the armchair, drinking freshly squeezed juice and looking at the ashen-faced elder beside him: "He who knows the current situation is a hero."

"Where do you think the Feather Tribe will go?"

The Feather Tribe is a peace-loving people. Perhaps because they have been practicing the Law of Light for many years, they have more goodness in their "human nature". Therefore, Shen Yuanliang wants to take the Feather Tribe into his possession and make them a subordinate race.

In this vast ancient world, how could the Daqian Immortal Palace be without “people” waving flags and cheering?

"Humph!"

The Great Elder snorted heavily. He was very stubborn, or perhaps he could not let go of the face and dignity of the ancient tribes. He was a veteran Daluo Jinxian, even though it was just a punch from Shen Yuanliang.

"There are still three hundred years left. You can think about it carefully."

Standing up, Shen Yuanliang had a calm expression and a seemingly gentle tone, but he revealed a murderous intent that made people shudder.

If the Feather Clan is willing to surrender, Shen Yuanliang will be happy to accept them; if they are not willing, he can only let the Feather Clan disappear in the long river of time and space. Heavy pressure is on the shoulders of the great elder.

For a moment, the Qingdi was silent.

In a flash, hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye. The mighty fleet stopped not far from the royal court. "Boom," the divine light cannon destroyed various fortresses one by one.

Flames were everywhere, thick smoke covered the sky and the sun, and the entire Feather Clan’s royal court was in chaos, like a headless fly.

That’s right, for millions of years, no enemy has ever come to attack us.

The jade-white hall was brightly lit, as if it were a palace in heaven. However, the Feather Clan no longer had the peace and tranquility it had before. There were fleeing tribesmen everywhere, and the place was in chaos.

"The human race is coming, unstoppable. Eleven of the twelve lines of defense set up in the royal court have been breached. Only the last line of defense is left. What should we do?"

"I said at the beginning that we shouldn't attack the human race. Now the disaster has come. God wants to destroy our Feather Clan!"

"According to the flag, the people coming should be from the Great Qian Immortal Court. When did a mere immortal court become so powerful? Did the army on the front line also fail? Where is King Shenwei? Where is he?"

Many of the Feather Clan's elders and nobles were panicked and kept muttering, trying to vent their fear.

On the throne, Yu Huang was leaning on a cane in his hand, his face full of anxiety. The glorious history of the Feather Clan was reflected in his bright pupils. Compared with the Feather Clan in the past, Yu Huang felt more ashamed.

Perhaps, the Feather Clan will perish in his hands, and he will be the "king of a lost country."

At this moment, the guard in front of the palace came running over and said with a stiff face: "Yu Huang, the deputy general of King Shenwei is back."

"Let him in."

Waving his hand, Yu Huang's face was as cold as frost: "How does King Shenwei lead his troops? Where are the others?"

"Da da!"

The deputy general swallowed his saliva under the overwhelming pressure, bowed and saluted, and said intermittently: "Yu Huang, the human army is too powerful. Our Yu clan's millions of troops collapsed at the first touch."

"A good minister chooses his master to serve, and a good bird chooses his tree to roost in. King Shenwei has now surrendered to Daqian and is in charge of the Qingyu Legion."

"His Majesty the Green Emperor asked me to pass on a message. If you don't surrender in ten days, the entire Feather Clan will be exterminated. For the sake of the Feather Clan, King Shenwei asks you to surrender as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this shocking news, many elders and nobles in the palace were stunned. The magnificent palace was silent and quiet. No one could speak. Shameless, really too shameless.

Many elders and nobles kept cursing him in their hearts, scolding his ancestors for eighteen generations, even though King Shenwei’s ancestors were also their ancestors.

"Where's the Great Elder?"

Yu Huang resisted the urge to kill the deputy general and instead asked about the situation of the great elder.

In the Feather Clan, apart from the Feather Emperor, the Great Elder has the highest status and the strongest martial power, with the cultivation level of the late Daluo Golden Immortal. If he can't beat him, can he still escape?
The deputy general pursed his lips and continued, "The great elder also sent a message, asking Yu Huang to surrender as soon as possible. The human race is invincible."

Even an immortal in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian could not withstand Shen Yuanliang's light punch. The tens of thousands of Yulin Guards were like heavenly soldiers and generals in heaven, each of them was at the level of Disha in martial arts.

Add to that the patrol ships, and we can’t defeat them, we really can’t defeat them.

Hundreds of years passed, and the great elder, who had calmed down, compared the strength of both sides, and finally found helplessly that the Feather Clan had declined and could not even defeat the human race's Immortal Court.

Aren’t the Divine Court and Fire Cloud Cave, which are more powerful than the Immortal Court, even more powerful?
Rather than following the ancient myriad races, it is better to join the human race. The great elder is more optimistic about the future of the human race.

"Go down."

Waving his hand, signaling the deputy general to retreat, Yu Huang looked tired and rubbed his head, still unable to make up his mind.

One day, two days, and on the seventh day, the imprisoned elder set foot on the sky city of the Feather Clan again. He felt very complicated and then he sighed heavily.

Two days later, under the witness of the stars in the sky, the Feather Clan surrendered as a whole and became a subordinate race of the Daqian Immortal Court.

On the ancient ship Qingdi.

"Your Majesty, this is a rare treasure collected by my clan, passed down from the ancient times. It is said to have been salvaged from the chaos. It is extremely hard, and even the Primordial Golden Immortal cannot break it."

After presenting the tribute, the Feather Emperor waved his hand and many Feather Clan soldiers carried a rare treasure that was a hundred feet square and looked like an inkstone.

The whole body is as crystal clear as jade and as white as mutton-fat jade, but the surface of the strange treasure is ordinary. There is no law lingering around it, and no rhyme of Tao added to it. It is like a stubborn stone in chaos.

"Dong dong!"

Shen Yuanliang walked forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on it, and the rare treasure made a sound of gold and jade.

Pinching his chin, Shen Yuanliang fumbled for the "treasure" in front of him, but ultimately found nothing. Could it be that he was going to use this strange treasure as a "brick" to hit people?

Seeing the Feather Tribe sending a piece of waste, Dongmei frowned and muttered, "It's just a broken stone! You make it sound so magical."

"Boom!"

Shen Yuanliang snapped his fingers and immediately mobilized the dragon vein and national destiny to wash the rare treasure in front of him.

As time passed, the mottled "inkstone" suddenly moved. Pieces of stone fell off, revealing the golden inscriptions inside, and a beam of light shot up into the sky.

"This is an innate treasure."

Looking at the strange sight before him, Shen Yuanliang imprinted his mark deep into the origin of the strange treasure, and a message surged into his mind.

Divine objects are naturally hidden. If they don't meet the destined person, this innate treasure will probably be just a piece of stone to hit people until the end of time and the world returns to ruins.

"Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty."

Holding back the sourness in his heart, Yu Huang congratulated him against his will. (End of this chapter)