Yunmeng Immortal Clan

However, just as Man Tu continued to think this way, the middle-aged figure in mid-air continued to attack Man Tu with the low-grade spiritual weapon Golden Dragon Sword. Man Tu hurriedly used the long axe in his hand to block it.

However, before he could react, the barbarian had already fallen into a complete disadvantage. After that, the two figures fought for over a hundred rounds. Even though this barbarian cultivator was known for his body refinement, he was repeatedly defeated and in a very sorry state under the powerful attack of Song Zhichu, a Foundation Establishment sword cultivator.

Man Tu was a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. Most Foundation Establishment cultivators would probably be no match for him in close combat. However, against Song Zhichu, a mid-Foundation Establishment sword cultivator, Man Tu's brute strength was useless.

"Sound the retreat! With the mad swordsman Song Zhichu in charge of the Qinglian Song Clan, my Black Bear Tribe will never be able to invade their borders in our entire lives!"

As soon as Man Tu finished speaking, the 100,000 barbarian soldiers of the Black Bear tribe immediately turned their warhorses around and prepared to withdraw from the Manli Road.

With the help of the two women, Man Yue and Lu Ling, Man Tu climbed onto the back of the giant bird and flew towards Man Li Dao.

However, just as the barbarian was preparing to retreat, they were surrounded by a vast army of Song clan soldiers clad in blue armor. Song Zhichu and his group of Song clan members from Qinglian Island watched helplessly as the barbarian advanced back to the Song clan's border.

How could they possibly let these barbarian soldiers go? Immediately, the Song clan soldiers, along with 200,000 clan soldiers they had recruited, rushed towards the barbarian soldiers present. However, the barbarian soldiers were incredibly powerful. Although the Song clan soldiers were currently in a state of high arrogance, the two armies were still exchanging wounds for wounds.

Throughout the ancient Li Road, the sounds of clashing weapons filled the air, and as time passed, corpses lay strewn across the mountains and fields.

The barbarian thought he had escaped, but at that moment, a barrage of golden arrows shot out like a hurricane, piercing the body of the large bird. The three figures fell from mid-air.

The dying Barbarian Tu used a secret technique to avoid falling to his death from the clouds.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Song clan boarded their flying swords and flew around. Using their divine senses, they searched the area and finally found the three barbarian cultivators at the bottom of the cliff. They bound the three barbarian cultivators with the tendons of demonic beasts and ordered their clan soldiers to escort them to the front lines.

Thus, the barbarian tyrant was captured. Song Zhichu, of course, would not miss this opportunity to greatly disrupt the morale of the barbarian army. He loudly proclaimed on the front lines of the battlefield that the barbarian tyrant had been captured, that the barbarian army was doomed, that those who surrendered would be spared, and that those who did not surrender would all be killed to sacrifice to the army flag.

The barbarians were thrown into chaos. Of the 100,000 barbarian soldiers, about 70,000 were slaughtered, and 30,000 surrendered.

After the Song clan soldiers surveyed the battlefield, a Song clan soldier dressed in blue armor presented a scroll to Song Zhichu:

Song Zhichu, dressed in a long cloak, glanced at the scroll a few times and gained a general understanding of the battle situation:

"The Song clan's 200,000 soldiers had the advantage in numbers, and although they ultimately won, 30,000 of them still died. This price was undeniably heavy, and several Qi Refining cultivators also perished. War is like fire and water, merciless, but for the sake of the entire clan, we had no choice but to wage war!"

"Give the order that the families of the Song clan soldiers who died in battle should be provided with relief according to the highest standard for combat losses. If they are widowed, orphaned, or childless, ensure that the elderly are cared for and the young are educated, and increase the subsidies accordingly!"

"As for the barbarian soldiers, they can be used to divide the surrounding areas of my Song clan's territory. All barbarian young men under the age of twenty should choose a suitable Song clan woman as their spouse. All other regulations should follow the laws of my Qinglian Song clan and the counties under its jurisdiction..."

"This is a preliminary arrangement; the remaining detailed divisions will be discussed at the Tian Shu Peak Clan Meeting!"

After Song Zhichu issued these orders, all the Qi Refining elders beside him readily agreed and fled from the Barbarian Path, heading towards their respective clans.

"Hong Shu, go to the cliff. After this barbarian slept, question him. If he is willing to surrender, we can establish the position of Tusi (chieftain) so that he can temporarily manage the political affairs of the area near Manli Road! If he is unwilling, then kill him!" As soon as he finished speaking, a cold look appeared in Song Zhichu's eyes.

The battle of Manlidao thus came to an end.

The cultivators all returned to the eight famous peaks of the Azure Lotus Islands.

Just as the barbarian awoke, he discovered that he had been captured. Two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Song Clan, Song Zhiya and Song Hongshu, stepped forward and conveyed the patriarch's intentions to the barbarian.

Although the barbarian was tall and strong, he was not without brains. Lu Ling and Manyue woke up first, and after several rounds of persuasion, the barbarian's original ferocity vanished.

After these two people announced the establishment of the Tusi (chieftain) position, the barbarian chieftain personally met with Song Zhichu and bowed three times and nine times to him.

"Man Tu of the Black Bear Tribe of the Barbarian Yue, along with his sister Man Yue and wife Lu Ling, are grateful to the clan leader for sparing their lives. Man Tu and his descendants will forever serve the Song Clan of Qinglian Island as their lord, and will never betray them. If they break this oath, may Heaven and Earth slay them!"

Upon hearing this, a look of joy immediately appeared on Song Zhichu's cold face, and he stepped forward to help the group up.

"If you do not betray us, my entire Song clan will be eternally grateful. If you serve my Song clan, we will never fail the barbarian and his descendants..."

"How old is your sister this year?" Song Zhichu looked up at Manyue, who was serving Man Tu, and found that Manyue was quite beautiful. Apart from her slightly dark skin, she had a delicate face, a curvaceous figure, and a perfect bust and buttocks.

"Eight out of ten..." The barbarian girl looked at Song Zhichu with some fear and said softly.

"Truly a remarkable person. Once I've finished dealing with clan affairs, I'll find you a Song-surname cultivator in the clan to marry. Would you be willing..." Song Zhichu made a mark on the clan affairs scroll on the table, then glanced at the barbarian girl in front of him.

"This barbarian bloodline is quite interesting. If a cultivator in my clan were to give birth to a child with barbarian blood and spiritual roots, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous boon for the entire Song clan of Qinglian Island!"

Man Yue nodded, then bowed and withdrew.

"I, Man Tu, am willing to make a vow of destiny with you, and if I betray you, may my soul be scattered..." Man Tu was afraid that Song Zhichu would not believe him, so he added this oath.

"No need! Brother Mantu, your oath here is truly sincere, and I trust your character. However, I, Song Zhichu, am quite interested in some of your barbarian cultivation methods!" Song Zhichu waved his hand, his eyes sweeping over the burly man like a hungry wolf.

Man Tu's burly body trembled violently. In that instant, he realized that the person in front of him was not a kind person, but the head of the family who ruled over the entire Song Clan's Qinglian Islands and millions of ordinary people in nine counties.

"Now that he has submitted to the Song family, Man Tu will certainly offer up all the barbarian body-refining techniques he has cultivated..."