Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

However, Master Chunyang could understand; they would probably have done the same in his situation.

The Golden Crow Clan suffered heavy losses.

Even if they are not wiped out this time, they will no longer be a super power, even if they possess an Emperor-level divine weapon; they will gradually decline.

All of this was caused by the tribulations of the two, the most terrifying of which was naturally the tribulation of Li Qiye, the tenth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although Emperor Yuan's tribulation was terrifying, it was no match for Li Qiye's tribulation; they were clearly not on the same level.

Emperor Yuan's tribulation was just an ordinary tribulation, which could be completely withstood by relying on an emperor-level divine weapon.

Li Qiye's was different; it was the Nine Heavens Nine Emperors Tribulation. Due to the intervention of the Golden Crow God Clan, the eight Great Emperor phantoms had reached the terrifying cultivation of the seventh level of the Saint Realm. Even if they only had 80% of their strength, it was still quite terrifying.

The vast majority of the old monsters of the Golden Crow Clan were blasted to death the moment they were born, without even a chance to struggle.

If it weren't for the protection of the Emperor-level divine weapon, the Golden Crow Clan might have been wiped out long ago.

This is still the tribulation for breaking through to the mid-stage of the Void Realm.

If one were to break through to the late stage of the Void Realm, or even the peak of the Void Realm, how terrifying would that be?

Many forces find it hard to imagine that if they offended the Tenth Prince of the Great Zhou, and he entered their holy land when he broke through, wouldn't they be just like the Golden Crow Clan?

"Great Zhou Dynasty, our White Tiger Divine Clan had some friction with your Great Zhou Dynasty in the past due to the struggle for opportunities. Please forgive us."

After a moment's thought, the White Tiger Clan Chief hurriedly stepped forward and spoke.

Seeing the miserable state of the Golden Crow God Clan, and recalling how the White Tiger God Clan had recently joined forces against the Great Zhou Dynasty, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately backed down and hurriedly stood up to express his attitude, not wanting to end up like the Golden Crow God Clan.

"We know that."

Xuanzu nodded, inwardly sighing. It seemed that Li Qiye's intimidation was far stronger than theirs.

These people are also powerful figures in the Nine Netherworld, and their strength is extremely terrifying. Normally, they would be feared by other forces, but compared to Li Qiye's deterrent effect, they are much weaker.

At the very least, it's impossible for so many superpowers to be so afraid, or even to admit defeat so openly. This has never happened before.

"This is truly unbelievable! To see the fearless White Tiger God Clan back down like this, am I dreaming?!"

Master Chunyang couldn't help but shout.

Upon hearing this, the White Tiger Clan's powerful figures immediately turned grim.

Can't you just shut up?
Stop being so sarcastic!
The powerful member of the White Tiger Clan couldn't help but curse inwardly, his face darkening as he said, "It's rumored that the people of the Azure Lotus Academy are always foul-mouthed and universally disliked. I didn't believe it back then, but now it seems the rumors are true."

"Besides, we are showing respect to the Great Zhou Dynasty and do not want to antagonize it. How is this admitting defeat?"

"Besides, we have no deep-seated hatred for the Great Zhou Dynasty, so why should we fight to the death?"

They would absolutely not admit defeat; if they did, where would the face of the White Tiger God Clan be?

They are a super power, after all; they should at least save some face.

Of course, they dared not go too far, mainly because the Qinglian Academy was backed by the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The two powers are like brothers; if they were to break ties with Qinglian Academy, they would be breaking ties with the Great Zhou Dynasty.

“You didn’t say that during the recent dispute over the root of extreme yang.”

"It's strange," said Chunyang Zhenren in a sarcastic tone.

At this moment, he felt incredibly pleased; this was exactly the effect he wanted. To be able to slap these ancient royal families of all races into silence and force them to swallow their anger was simply exhilarating.

The powerful member of the White Tiger Clan snorted and turned his head to the side, seemingly as if he hadn't heard.

He knew that continuing like this would not bring him any advantage, and since he couldn't attack the other party, it wouldn't benefit them at all, so he didn't bother to argue with the people from Qinglian Academy.

"If I were a member of the Golden Crow Clan, I would probably be filled with regret right now. Why did I ever attack the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

A powerful member of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan couldn't help but complain.

In their sight, the illusory figure of the Great Emperor was slaughtering in all directions, as if he had already gone numb from killing.

Countless powerful members of the Golden Crow Clan have perished, and the vast world is now awash in blood, with mountains of corpses piled up everywhere.

Among them are renowned beauties of the Golden Crow Divine Clan, supreme experts who once shook the Nine Netherworlds, and even unknown Golden Crow Divine Clan experts.

But no matter what they were like outside, no matter how terrifying their strength was, they have now fallen in a pool of blood.

No one could withstand the attack from the phantom of the Great Emperor; even if someone did, they were quickly killed by the other phantoms of the Great Emperor.

Only a few old monsters at the Saint Realm level survived, clinging to life by relying on the power of Emperor-level divine weapons, though they looked extremely miserable.

Li Qiye and the others were at ease. They didn't even know when, but two reclining chairs had appeared, and they were comfortably lying in the void.

They were also drinking tea and chatting, pointing at the battlefield below with a calm expression, and occasionally revealing a smile.

Above them, two Emperor-level divine weapons unleashed their supreme divine power, blocking the surrounding Emperor phantoms.

Those illusory figures of emperors, like henchmen, relentlessly attacked the Golden Crow God Clan.

Seeing Li Qiye and Emperor Yuan's leisurely demeanor, everyone was speechless.

This isn't a tribulation being overcome, it's clearly a vacation!
Aside from that, this tribulation is not a calamity at all, it's more like hard labor.

Seeing this, everyone felt a surge of anger. How unfair was Heaven to treat the tenth prince of the Great Zhou like this!

"What the hell!"

Marquis Wu of Wei couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but curse, "I'm so envious and jealous of this. I wish I had such treatment when I reached the realm of a sage."

He is about to break through to the Saint Realm, and it won't take long, probably only a few years.

He had been preparing for the Heavenly Tribulation for decades, anticipating all sorts of events, including the Heavenly Tribulation itself and the changes in the calamity of living beings.

Faced with the heavenly tribulation, Marquis Wu of Wei was also filled with apprehension and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

This is also the mindset of all powerful individuals preparing to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation, all for the sake of safely passing through it.

However, seeing Li Qiye like this, even the most resolute Dao heart in his heart could not contain itself and could not calm down for a long time.

It's truly infuriating to compare oneself to others. Why are they so anxious and fearful, while others can leisurely undergo their tribulations and even use them to kill powerful enemies?

It was agreed that everyone would be equal before the heavenly tribulation, but where is the equality? It's completely unfair.

No one spoke; they fell silent. Their mindsets were similar to those of Marquis Wu of Wei, and they were unable to calm down. Gradually, a feeling of jealousy arose within them, and they resented the unfairness of fate.

"Cough cough..."

Xuanzu coughed a few times, breaking the silence: "Marquis Wei, there's no need to be so angry. Our Prince Qiye may seem carefree, but it's actually quite difficult for him." (End of Chapter)