The Great Ruler: Starting from the Lower Plane

Chapter 145 Spoils of War

He didn't hold back with that sword strike just now; it was enough to kill Li Shan.

Although Li Shan is stronger than Gu Ying, he is not as strong as he used to be; he is currently only in his last few breaths.

"No--"

Li Shan's face was deathly pale. He struggled to raise his hand and pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

At this moment, his robe was tattered, revealing his body covered with hideous cracks.

The cracks not only spread across Li Shan's body, but also affected the divine soul within his Supreme Sea.

However, as soon as Lishan raised his fingers, they fell limply to the ground.

The next moment.

Li Shan's body jolted violently, and blood surged wildly beneath his cracked skin.

boom!

With a muffled bang, Li Shan's body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which was annihilated along with the divine soul within the Supreme Sea.

A third-rank supreme being has completely perished.

There was a deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Everyone stared blankly at the blood mist filling the sky. Compared to the excited people of Tianfeng Pavilion, Lishan Chong's face was ashen, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"The sect leader is dead?"

The middle-aged man in the black robe was deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He believed that the rumors about Ye Feng, the master of Tianfeng Pavilion, were not unfounded, but their sect leader was no ordinary person either.

In fact, his strength is definitely among the top three among the third-rank supreme beings in the southeast region, far surpassing that of the Bone Shadow of the Xuan Bone Hall.

"That sword strike just now was at least a near-perfect level divine technique—"

The middle-aged man in the black robe murmured, but then his mind tensed up.

Their sect leader is already dead, so it's their turn next.

"Lishan is dead, do you still wish to resist?"

Ye Feng stood in mid-air, his black clothes fluttering in the wind. His handsome face was calm and composed, and his deep black eyes swept over the top of Lishan City.

Wherever that gaze fell, the members of the Lishan Sect felt an invisible pressure of spiritual energy descend upon them, causing their souls to tremble slightly.

"I am willing to submit!"

The middle-aged man in black robes was the first to kneel down, his voice trembling.

In this Hundred Battles Domain, the rise and fall of forces is commonplace. He had only joined the Lishan Sect out of necessity, so he didn't have much affection for it.

Moreover, Li Shan was arrogant, and now that he is dead, there is naturally no need for him to insist on dying for a dead man.

This war of conquest was agreed upon by three fourth-rank supreme experts. The destruction of the Lishan Sect is inevitable, and these people should start planning their way out.

The rising fame of Tianfeng Pavilion seems like a good choice, and it is hoped that Pavilion Master Ye Feng can put aside past grievances.

"Yes! Yes!"

Most of the Lishan Sect members also knelt down, no longer showing any will to resist, while the remaining few had already scattered and fled the moment Lishan fell to the ground.

"In that case, we've avoided a bloody disaster."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then raised his hand and made a gesture. The mustard seed bracelet left behind by Li Shan flew out from the blood mist and landed in his palm.

As Ye Feng probed into it with his spiritual senses, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Thirty thousand drops of Supreme Spiritual Elixir!

Adding in the various rare and precious materials, divine arts and magical artifacts collected by Lishan, the total value is probably a staggering fifty thousand.

"The wealth of Li Shan is probably far beyond that of an ordinary third-rank supreme being."

Ye Feng sighed inwardly and put the mustard seed bracelet into his pocket.

Controlling three large cities and a territory spanning nearly a million miles, the Lishan Sect alone earns tens of thousands of Supreme Spirit Liquids annually, making it incredibly wealthy.

He wouldn't show any mercy. The offerings that originally belonged to the Lishan Sect would be directly taken into the Tianfeng Pavilion. As for the half that was to be given to the Xuan Gu Hall, that would be tallied up later.

The Lishan Sect is just the beginning.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he intends to subdue all the forces surrounding the Qinghuang Ancient Plain and bring them under the control of the Tianfeng Pavilion.

While murder and robbery can quickly yield a large amount of Supreme Spirit Liquid, it is short-sighted and unsustainable.

Who are you?

Without pausing for too long, Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man in black robes.

The Lishan Sect was not very united. As soon as Lishan died, those who followed him surrendered without a second thought. There was no such thing as loyalty.

And isn't Tianfeng Pavilion in the same situation now? If it weren't for his existence, it would be a disorganized mess.

The cohesion of a faction and the loyalty of its subordinates require time to cultivate and cannot be achieved overnight.

The chaos in the Hundred Battles Domain is not as simple as it sounds. In the eyes of most people, it is probably just the rise and fall of a force, which is too common.

In contrast, such phenomena are rare in other areas occupied by forces in the Northern Realm, such as the Great Luo Heaven Domain and the Divine Pavilion.

However, it was precisely because of the unique environment of this region that Tianfeng Pavilion was able to rise to prominence.

With the Lishan Sect's surrender this time, the Tianfeng Pavilion's strength will surely increase significantly.

"I was originally an elder of the Lishan Sect, Mo Cheng."

The middle-aged man in black robes clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and bowed deeply in response.

There are differences in strength among the three ranks of supreme beings, but neither the previous sect leader nor this Tianfeng Pavilion Master is his match.

He had previously joined the Lishan Sect, and now he had submitted to the Tianfeng Pavilion, because he had nowhere else to go. He only hoped that the treatment in the Tianfeng Pavilion wouldn't be too bad. "The territory of the Lishan Sect belongs to the Tianfeng Pavilion from today onwards. From now on, you will be the city lord of Lishan City, guarding this place. If you have any disloyal thoughts—"

Ye Feng glanced at Mo Cheng indifferently, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

He didn't use those he doubted, and he didn't doubt those he used. He didn't have many capable people under his command to begin with.

Without a second-rank supreme being, no one could control Lishan City and its surrounding areas.

For him and Tianfeng Pavilion, all they needed right now was the resources this region would hand over; what would happen in the future was a matter for later.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Pavilion Master. I understand!"

Mo Cheng trembled and immediately knelt down to show his attitude.

In this Hundred Battles Domain, becoming the lord of a large city like Lishan City is a very prestigious position, far better than being a minor retainer in the Tianfeng Pavilion.

Get up.

Ye Feng waved his hand, then turned his gaze to Chen Duanjin.

"Chen Duanjin, take some men and go with City Lord Mo to immediately inventory the treasures in Lishan City. Replace all useless items with Supreme Spirit Liquid."

"The resources offered to Lishan City from the surrounding area will be invalidated in the past and will be collected starting today, once a year."

"These people who have submitted to the Lishan Sect should also be carefully selected."

Ye Feng spoke calmly, offering a few simple instructions.

The Mustard Seed Bracelet of Lishan was his own spoils of war and did not need to be distributed to the Xuan Gu Palace. What he needed to distribute were the territories that continuously generated revenue and the gains from these cities.

The distribution of this spirituality is naturally up to him, and overall, he will not suffer any loss.