My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 448: High Emissary Lei Guang!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“F*ck, it’s a demonic God!”

Wei Chaotian and the others cursed in their hearts.

Using lifespan as a sacrifice was simply crazy.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t you say that you want to become the Great God’s subjects and worship him for all eternity? Why are you so unwilling to offer a little sacrifice now?”

Yin Siming’s tone turned cold.

Hearing this, everyone cursed even more fiercely in their hearts.

All of them were extremely angry and hateful toward Yin Siming. If not for the fact that they were afraid of the Sword of War in his hand, they would have long charged forward.

“Umm… Grand Heavenly Master, how much lifespan do we have to offer to show our sincerity to the Qingshan Great God?”

After a fierce struggle, Wei Cangming ultimately chose to compromise and asked carefully.

“Not much. Everyone only needs to offer a hundred years. This level of sincerity is the lowest in the Tushan family. It can only fulfill the basic requirement to become the Great God’s subjects. For example, our High Priest had offered up 10,000 years of her lifespan to express her devout faith in the Great God,” Yin Siming said lightly.

What?

As soon as he said this, everyone’s expressions changed again.

This was too ruthless! The Qingshan Great God was simply harvesting them like leeks!

“Right, how many clansmen does the Canglan ancient race have now?”

“Uh, this… About 300,000.”

Wei Cangming replied in fear.

300,000?

Yin Siming’s eyes lit up.

“Good! Since that’s the case, gather all the clansmen to express their faith in the Qingshan Great God.”

After saying that, Yin Siming picked up the teacup on the table and started to savor his tea.

Wei Cangming did not dare to disobey Yin Siming’s order, for fear of the Sword of War in the latter’s hand. He immediately ordered people to gather the clansmen.

“Right, don’t think about running away. If anyone dares to leave, 1’11 slaughter the entire Canglan ancient race and make all the clansmen die with him.”

Yin Siming’s calm voice rang out.

Hearing this, although everyone was extremely angry and hateful, they did not dare to disobey and could only follow his orders.

“Heh, it’s the Canglan ancient race’s fortune to be under the Tushan family’s rule. Although you will feel humiliation and hatred now, one day, you will be grateful to me. This is not the lowest point of the Canglan ancient race. Instead, this is the beginning of your journey to the peak and glory.”

Yin Siming’s calm voice slowly sounded in the hall.

Heh… Was this luck? Was this a blessing? Would they feel gratitude?

Everyone scoffed.

In their hearts, they wanted nothing more than to grind Yin Siming’s bones and scatter his ashes.

Yin Siming couldn’t care less about the anger and hatred of the crowd. He just sat there and sipped his tea leisurely.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something and looked up at the distant void.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a majestic aura, an ancient spiritual boat tore through the void and descended upon the Canglan ancient race.

Standing on the boat was a muscular, eight feet tall, purple-robed middle-aged man. He emitted an intense domineering aura that was awe-inspiring.

Furthermore, there was a sword case on his back, where a faint divine might flowed out.

“High Emissary of the shrine, Lei Tiangang!”

Yin Siming’s deep gaze swept over the man in purple. Under the observation of the Eyes of All Beings, he instantly learned the identity and background of the latter.

The other party was from the Eastern Shrine.

Whoosh!

After arriving at the Canglan ancient race, Lei Tiangang’s sharp eyes instantly swept across the hall.

“Canglan ancient race, receive the decree of the shrine!”

His loud voice shook the sky.

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ji’s figure instantly rushed out of the Canglan ancient race and arrived in front of Lei Tiangang.

“Pei Ji greets High Emissary Lei Guang!”

He kowtowed, his expression respectful.

High Emissary Lei Guang?

Hearing Pei Ji’s words and seeing his respectful attitude, Wei Cangming and the others in the hall revealed shocked expressions.

At the same time, a hint of excitement and anticipation rose in their hearts.

The shrine was the ruler of the eastern region. Its status, strength, background, and so on were above all the factions in the Eastern Region. All decrees of the shrine had to be obeyed.

Now, the arrival of High Emissary Lei Guang from the shrine gave them hope to resist the oppression of the Tushan family.

“Grand Heavenly Master, the person outside seems to be High Emissary Lei Guang from the Eastern Shrine. He’s probably here to announce the conscription decree. What should we…”

Wei Cangming looked at Yin Siming.

Hearing this, Yin Siming’s calm eyes swept across them one by one, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

“Now, you belong to the Tushan family, and you are the people of the Qingshan Great God. How can you listen to anyone else? Just take no heed of High Emissary Lei Guang.”

His calm voice slowly sounded.

Ha!

Everyone present gasped.

Was the Tushan family so bold? How dare they ignore the authority and will of the Eastern Shrine?

This was a blatant confrontation!

Thinking of this, Wei Cangming and the others became even more excited. They could not wait to see the exciting scene of Lei Tiangang suppressing Yin Siming.

“Pei Ji, where are the people of the Canglan ancient race? Why isn’t anyone coming out to receive the decree?”

Outside the main hall, Lei Tiangang could not help but frown as he looked at the silent Canglan ancient race.

“Reporting to High Emissary Lei Guang, this is because… Because….” Pei Ji stammered.

As he spoke, he secretly looked in the direction of the hall as if he was afraid of something.

“Because of what?” Lei Tiangang emphasized his words.

“Because the Great Green Mountain’s Tushan family has made us, the Canglan ancient race, submit to their rule. Right now, Yin Siming, the Grand Heavenly Master of the Tushan family, is in the hall. If the Canglan ancient race wishes to receive the shrine’s decree, we must first obtain his approval.”

Pei Ji pretended to be terrified as he replied.

The Tushan family?

Hearing this, Lei Tiangang immediately looked in the direction of the hall. As expected, he saw the figure of a young man inside.

In an instant, his expression darkened.

“Hmph! How dare you look down on the Eastern Shrine? I’d like to see what this so-called Tushan family is!”

His cold voice resounded like rolling thunder.

Thump!

The moment he finished speaking, Lei Tiangang took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spiritual boat.

When he reappeared, he was in the main hall, standing in the middle of the hall with his hands behind his back. His cold eyes looked down at Yin Siming.

“Tushan family of the Great Green Mountain? As far as 1 know, the Tushan family in Thunder Swamp is now only left with the Qingshan tribe, which has less than a hundred people. Where did your Tushan family come from? Could it be that in just a short period, you have already rebuilt your former glory?”

Lei Tiangang’s expression was cold. His gaze was like a blade as it landed on Yin Siming.

Yin Siming’s expression remained calm. Even though he was facing Lei Tiangang, who was examining him, he still sipped his tea unhurriedly.

“The Tushan family of the Great Green Mountain indeed stems from the Qingshan tribe. At present, although we have not recovered our former glory, we have revived the God of Great Green Mountain. We are not far from the peak.”

His calm voice slowly sounded.

Oh? The God of Great Green Mountain had been revived?

Lei Tiangang’s eyes focused.

Boom!

Just as he was feeling bewildered, Yin Siming slowly pulled out the Sword of

War..