Starting from the border troops, I've worked my way up to become a Martial Emperor.

Chapter 308 Obtaining the East Sea

Over the next few days, Lu Yuan closed his eyes to recuperate. Some members of the Jiaolong clan tried to break out of the formation, but they all failed. Although their bodies did not explode, they were directly thrown into the sea and seriously injured.

This scene left many people even more horrified.

He was clearly taken aback.

The Dragon King looked at his clansmen who were still struggling, and the prime minister who was frozen in place and unable to move, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

He never imagined that he would have such a day.

Why has the human race become so powerful?

In the past, not to mention a holy land, even the arrival of the entire human race would not pose a threat to us.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the Turtle Prime Minister, saying, "Old Turtle, do you have any suggestions?"

The Turtle Prime Minister could only shake his head: "I will obey His Majesty."

Unable to move, he felt like a child when facing the aerial formation, utterly powerless to resist.

Hearing him say that, the Dragon King shook his head helplessly.

Then, he fell into deep thought.

The Jiaolong clan has lived in the East Sea for countless years, and this clan absolutely cannot be destroyed by our own hands.

However, he was truly unwilling to submit to a human just like that, especially since this human was only at the Saint Realm and his cultivation was not even as strong as his own.

Thinking of this, his expression turned even more unpleasant.

Time flew by, and three days passed quickly.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and stared coldly down below.

His gaze pierced through the clouds.

When it appears in the sky, it shines like the sun.

Then, his cold voice rang out: "The time has come. Please make your choice."

After the sound was heard.

The group of independent cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment, then one of them stepped forward and said, "I am willing to submit."

At this moment, all he wanted was to save his own life; as for the rest, he could worry about it later.

As his voice faded.

Others chimed in, saying, "I am also willing to submit."

These independent cultivators weren't under much pressure to join the Evergreen Sect; as long as they could save their lives, surrendering wasn't a big deal.

As the sounds from the audience continued to rise.

A smile appeared on Lu Yuan's lips.

Then he said, "Those who are willing to surrender, open your hearts."

As he finished speaking.

Many independent cultivators opened their minds, and although they didn't know what they were going to do, they could guess the general idea.

It's simply about imposing restrictions on them.

Now our lives are in their hands.

Whether there are constraints or not is irrelevant.

Since his strength was useful to the Evergreen Holy Land, they wouldn't kill him.

Lu Yuan, however, did not stand on ceremony.

Chains shimmering with golden light landed on the souls of these rogue cultivators, rendering them immobile.

Upon seeing this scene, the expressions of the Jiaolong clan members all changed.

The rogue cultivators chose to surrender, and now the number of Saint Realm cultivators in the Evergreen Sect is continuously increasing.

The rogue cultivator, whose soul was bound by chains, was simultaneously drawn out of the formation.

In just a short time, only a few dozen of the independent cultivators on the East Sea remained, still persevering.

In other words, the number of experts in the Evergreen Holy Land has increased again.

With this shift in power, I am no longer a match for them.

How could they possibly feel good about this?

At this moment, Lu Yuan also noticed that many people were still hesitant. The reason for this was that these people still held onto a sliver of hope, believing that the Changqing Sect did not have the strength to kill them all.

After all, we're not made of clay.

With so many Saint Realm experts and Great Saint powerhouses, killing them all is no joke.

Since that's the case, Lu Yuan naturally had to put pressure on these people.

Then, the Myriad Immortals Formation was activated again, but this time it was even more intense. Vast qi circulated between heaven and earth, pouring down towards the East Sea like a waterfall.

The raw energy was so powerful that even the Holy Realm couldn't withstand it.

Some people were hit directly and coughed up blood.

The turtle prime minister's body made a "creaking" sound, as if all his bones were about to shatter.

He had no strength left.

If even he is like this, one can imagine what other living beings are like.

Each of them was covered in blood, and their scales seemed about to shatter.

Upon seeing this scene, many people were horrified.

At this point, they no longer had the same idea as before.

The Evergreen Holy Land truly has the power to suppress them.

And just as I was thinking this in my heart.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and said, "I am willing to submit."

This time, almost all the independent cultivators chose to surrender.

The Dragon King looked at his people. Although they were also on the verge of collapse, they persevered when they saw their king continuing to hold on.

Some people's physical bodies have even begun to crack.

This scene finally broke the Dragon King, who shouted, "Release my people, and I will surrender!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

A smile appeared on Lu Yuan's lips; he knew that this time it was a complete success.

Then, many powerful members of the Jiaolong clan released their divine souls, including the Jiaolong King and the Turtle Prime Minister.

The next moment, they felt that they were being controlled by something.

In the darkness, no one dared to resist anymore.

After scanning them over, Lu Yuan said calmly, "All members of the Flood Dragon Clan will remain intimidated in the East Sea. The rest of the rogue cultivators will return to their sects with me."

The sound rang out, and the formation dissipated.

More than 180 rogue cultivators from the Saint Realm above the East Sea returned with the disciples of the Evergreen Sect.

The Dragon King, leading a group of his clan's experts, replied, "As you command!"

The voice was extremely respectful after it was spoken.

Because they could clearly sense that if Lu Yuan were willing, they would immediately be annihilated.

This is not a joke, it's true.

Therefore, how can people not be afraid?

Lu Yuan did not linger there. After receiving greetings from the Dragon King and the Turtle Prime Minister, he left directly.

With so many experts arriving from the Changqing Sect, arrangements naturally need to be made for them.

All of this was accomplished in just three days. No one would have thought that the Changqing Sect could subdue the massive Flood Dragon Clan in such a short time.

Therefore, the world remained peaceful.

However, the battle between humans and demons became even more intense.

Lu Yuan had just returned to the sect when he saw Li Changqing walking over.

"A-Yuan, have you heard about what happened to the humans?"

Li Changqing spoke as soon as he stepped forward.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"

"The demon race dispatched Great Saints yesterday, heading towards the Ziyang Holy Land. The Ziyang Holy Land fell, and several Saint Realm experts were seriously injured and fled. Now the battle has escalated, and Saint Pojun is leading the human race's Saints to prepare for battle."

Even the Golden Light Saint has gone.” Li Changqing finished speaking.

Lu Yuan nodded and then said, "Let them fight it out first. Back when we faced the demon race, didn't the others not help us either? Let's see how things go."

Upon hearing this, Li Changqing wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.