When Zhang Tongyu was taken away, the entire tribe was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

Anger also has sadness, but it is more of a numbness in the feeling of powerlessness.

Zhang Tongyu is not the first, nor will it be the last one. Liu Yutao really felt the sincere emotions in Zhang Tongyu's words at this moment. Every day, he was shrouded in this atmosphere of fear. As long as he saw a glimmer of hope, even if this glimmer of hope was illusory, he would seize it at all costs.

Zhang Tongyu hoped that Liu Yutao would take people back, but he never knew Liu Yutao. It was the first time he saw the latter today, but he had such determination to bet on his life.

"have."

A voice came from the crowd: "He was not the head of this group."

"oh?"

Liu Yutao frowned slightly, looked at the sound, but saw an old man.

The old man was hunched over, less than 1.6 meters tall, and his skin was full of wrinkles, like a candle in the wind, without any saint.

A saint will not age.

However, constantly suppressing one's own cultivation and putting oneself in a saint who refuses to refine resources will definitely make one's own power constantly backfire, and eventually grow old like a mortal.

"I am the patriarch here, and I can also be called an elder. When we escaped from Hydra Mansion, I was the manager."

The old man looked at Liu Yutao with a smile and said, "Zhang Long, I am Zhang Tongyu's cousin."

"Borrow a step to speak?"

Liu Yutao asked.

"good."

Zhang Long said.

Zhang Long waved his hand and the crowd dispersed. He took Liu Yutao to another room.

This room is not much better than Zhang Tongyu's one. It also has only simple walls, and is ready to evacuate at any time.

"Zhang Long, before this, I had a few questions."

Liu Yutao said: "I hope you can answer me honestly."

"But it's okay."

Zhang Long said.

"The dragon just now should be Zhutian fast, right?"

Liu Yutao asked.

Zhang Long nodded.

"He has discovered you, but he has no intention of attacking you. Zhang Tongyu explained to me before that you are an excuse for Zhu Tian to stay, which is to maintain monitoring of the saints who have broken through the seventh level and develop his power."

Liu Yutao said: "Is it right?"

Zhang Long nodded again.

"In this case, why is your building so simple? As a saint, even if it is more difficult to build the world, it should not be a big deal for you. Why do I seem to be fleeing all the time?"

Liu Yutao asked.

"You are afraid you don't know the Ten Thousand Beasts Clan."

Zhang Long said: "Not all members of the Wan Beast Clan are rational. Some individuals among them, before failing to break through or entering the saint stage, are only brutal aggressive and aggressive, and they don't care about any power struggle. These guys are what we are really afraid of."

A wild beast that can communicate is no longer a wild beast.

"A beast tribe less than the level of the saint?"

Liu Yutao couldn't help but frowned.

No matter how powerful the Wanbeast Clan is, for individuals, the gap between sanctification and non-sanctification is absolutely huge.

Liu Yutao glanced at it and found that there were many sixth-level saints in this clan. Even if there were some, they had at least reached the peak of the fifth-level saints, and they were only one step away from entering the stage of sixth-level saints.

It should be difficult to deal with some wild beasts that are not even saints, at least they will not be as unsettled as they are now.

"The Ten Thousand Beasts Clan, which are less than the Saint level, are also Ten Thousand Beasts Clans. We cannot attack them. The only thing we can do is escape."

Zhang Long smiled bitterly: "Human babies are not born with cultivation, but are coming up step by step. This environment is to exterminate our tribe. We originally had tens of millions of people, but over the years, these are the only ones that can be left behind. Moreover, some guys from the Ten Thousand Beasts will come out to hunt us regularly to cultivate their offspring's practical combat capabilities."

"Life in captivity."

Liu Yutao made a conclusion directly. Although the words were harsh, they were facts.

Zhang Long nodded.

"So, you don't plan to resist, and Zhang Tongyu also wants you to escape, right?"

Liu Yutao said lightly.

There must be something hateful about a poor person. The group of cultivators with a population of tens of millions has fallen to the current miserable level. It cannot be simply summarized in one sentence by the enemy.

The winner is the king, and the strong is the respect.

This world of cultivation has always been like this. It is not easy for a person to survive, and it is also extremely difficult for a group to survive.

From the moment you step onto the path of cultivation, you need to have such awareness.

"We resisted, but failed."

A look of shame appeared on Zhang Long's face: "At the beginning, we were not united. There were many traitors who wanted to surrender inside, and even traitors who betrayed themselves."

"Where are those traitors?"

Liu Yutao asked.

"Some of them are still among the Ten Thousand Beasts, and they have gained a certain status, but..." Zhang Long said: "But they are also inferior and are oppressed everywhere."

"Are those still your tribe members?"

Liu Yutao asked.

"no!"

Zhang Long said firmly: "They betrayed us!"

"Zhang Tongyu asked me to take you back to my interface, but I did not agree to him. I said that I will depend on the situation."

Liu Yutao said lightly: "To be honest, you are very strong. If you go to my interface, there are not many people who can defeat you."

Zhang Long's eyes were shining with expectation. He had already had enough of such a day of insecurity.

"But, it seems to me that you are not qualified to go there now."

Liu Yutao shook his head and said, "The strength of the saint is not in cultivation, but in fighting spirit, your fighting spirit has long been gone. You bully the weak and fear the strong, and survive, and your tone is better off hiding from the lower-level interface. It is better to die here."

Hearing Liu Yutao's heartless words, Zhang Long's face suddenly changed and turned into a pig's liver color, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Your Excellency refuses if you don't want to help, so why bother hurting others with such harsh words?"

Zhang Long said angrily.

"What, angry?

Want to have a fight with me?"

Liu Yutao smiled indifferently and said, "I am also a sixth-level saint. There are so many sixth-level saints in your clan, and there is no problem with more and less fighting. As long as I take me down, will my interface belong to you?"
Chapter completed!