The sudden kneeling of the old man in white made the elders of the other three tribes show expressions of contempt, but they did not dare to show it. Instead, they scolded Elder Baican in their hearts.
"Young Master, I am Bai Feng, your grandpa's disciple.
Ever since you were hunted down, Master has been refusing to accept guests behind closed doors, and has also fallen out with the Black Silkworm clan.
Little Master, after Master heard about your return, he didn't sleep a wink for days and nights. He kept telling me that he had finally waited for this day.
My trip to the Holy City this time is not to report a message to the Golden Silkworm clan, but to deliver a message to our Holy City elder, asking him to protect you no matter what."
The words of the old man in white stunned the Silkworm Emperor.
"Grandpa, is my grandpa still alive?"
The Silkworm Emperor said to himself, and his expression instantly became wonderful.
"Alive, Master is still alive.
After your mother passed away that year, your grandfather did not abandon you. He knew that you and your son were being hunted, so he secretly contacted the Bai Can clan and wanted to take you back to the White Can clan.
But what happened was revealed, and we were hunted by the Golden Silkworm clan. In the end, your grandfather had no choice but to lead the clan members to escape into an iceberg to avoid the disaster.
Later we received news that your father was killed under the Holy Mountain and you were missing.
Since then, Master has been asking for information about you and sent people from the Bai Can clan to search everywhere.
This search lasted for decades. We checked all the places where ice silkworms could stay, but we couldn't find any trace of you, so we thought you were already dead.
This time we suddenly heard the news that you were coming back again. Neither your grandpa nor I believed it.
But today, Master unexpectedly met you. Your facial features are very similar to your mother's, which makes it even more certain that you are the child of Master's daughter, Zitian.
That’s why Master asked me to go to the Holy City immediately to report to Elder Bai Can, asking him to protect your safety."
The white-robed Ice Silkworm said everything he wanted to say in one breath, and at the same time looked at the Silkworm Emperor eagerly, as if waiting for the other party's answer.
For others, one more relative does not mean anything, but for the Silkworm Emperor, one more relative means more attachment.
From the moment his father died, the Silkworm Emperor thought that he had no relatives in this world of ice and snow and that he was an orphan.
Unexpectedly, he was very excited to hear news about his grandfather today.
"Okay, okay, grandpa is still alive. It's good to be alive."
The Silkworm Emperor burst into tears suddenly, and in his hazy eyes, he seemed to have seen the scene from that year again.
"Zitian, chase quickly. It's that cave. There is a treasure in that cave. Go quickly."
"No, grandpa, you lied to me, there is no treasure at all."
"Why not? Come on, grandpa will take you there."
The old man in white clothes with white hair was still so kind in Zitian's memory. The scene from that year often appeared in his dreams, and he didn't want it to become reality today.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
The old man in white robes shouted softly from a distance.
Ever since Silk Emperor followed Xiao Yu, no one had ever seen him cry. He always gave people a cold feeling, as if everyone owed him money.
Not wanting to enter this land of ice and snow, the other party had already cried twice in a row for a few days. Every piece of land and every person here seemed to affect his fragile nerves.
"Go ahead!"
The Silkworm Emperor's body was filled with cold air, and his body was wrapped in a layer of white mist, making it impossible to see his facial expression.
Outside the formation, Xiao Yu and his wife watched this scene from a distance. When the Silkworm Emperor said that he wanted to let go of each other, Xiao Yu wanted to stop him, but in the end he shook his head.
Then he waved his hand, and the rope binding the old man in white was loosened, allowing him to regain his freedom.
"You don't have to go to the Holy City to cause trouble to Elder Bai Can anymore. Since I dare to go there, I'm not afraid of those old guys setting a trap.
You go back and tell grandpa to go to the Holy City to watch the battle."
The Silkworm Emperor became normal again, but his tone was much gentler than before.
"Young Master, the Holy City is heavily guarded. I think it is better to ventilate Elder Baican in advance to avoid being late..."
Although Zitian showed great strength when he first appeared, his grandfather still didn't quite believe how powerful a little guy who had practiced for less than a hundred years could be.
That's why the other party asked his disciples to go there in person and explain the stakes clearly to the elders of the Holy City.
In the Holy City, every Silkworm tribe has elders guarding it. On the surface, they have a good name, and they say they discuss important matters there, but in fact they are puppets sent by various tribes there.
The higher the puppet's cultivation level, the more say he has in the Holy City, and the more benefits his tribe will receive.
"You don't have to worry about other things. You just need to tell my grandpa the message."
After the Silkworm Emperor finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the elder in white instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared a thousand meters away, as if in an instant.
The sudden disappearance of the elder in white made the remaining three elders of the Silkworm Clan suddenly feel a little frightened.
"Everyone, it's your turn next."
The aura of the Silkworm Emperor gradually increased, and a huge black silkworm appeared behind him. The silkworm had two wings on its back, the wings were spread out, and there were many eyes of different sizes on it.
At this moment, several elders suddenly felt short of breath and trembling all over.
"The Thousand-Eyed Silkworm Emperor, the purple Thousand-Eyed Silkworm Emperor."
An old man suddenly collapsed on the ground and muttered to himself.
Zhizhi...
The big purple silkworm suddenly opened its eyes behind the Silkworm Emperor, and then the other party let out a squeaking sound.
As the screams came out, the three old men suddenly felt an extremely powerful force covering their bodies, causing the blood in their bodies to stagnate.
Their souls were shaking at this moment, as if they would collapse at any time.
"The king's pressure, the king's pressure..."
Both the Zerg and Monster tribes value the power of blood. Only those with the purest blood can become the emperor of a race.
The power of blood only appeared for a moment, and then was taken into the body by the Silkworm Emperor.
Looking at the old men, they were lying limply on the ground, and their clothes were soaked in large areas.
"Now do you know who is your emperor?"
The Silkworm Emperor asked indifferently.
The trembling bodies of the three old men were shaking even more violently at this moment, and they quickly kowtowed to the Silkworm Emperor.
"I was blind and didn't know that the true emperor was here. Please ask the Silkworm Emperor to atone for his sins."
Although these elders are just messengers within the clan, they have also heard from others about the blood pressure of the Golden Silkworm clan.
The blood pressure of the Golden Silkworm clan can make the weak dare not resist, but it cannot make their souls tremble.
But the pressure of the man in purple in front of them was different, because this pressure made them feel like they were kneeling down from their souls.
