Our eldest brother never hides good things from us.

This old man was none other than the Right Venerable, Black-Eyebrowed Venerable, one of the Left and Right Venerables of the Sky Patrol Division.

His strength is also at the peak of the Mahayana realm, and he is known for his fairness and impartiality.

The five clans went to great lengths to invite him here, just to have him serve as the referee for this God King War.

"My five juniors, tell me when you are ready."

The Black-Browed Venerable looked at Lin Yuan and his group of five and spoke calmly.

"Ready!"

All five responded in unison.

"Alright!"

The Black-Browed Venerable took out a seal platform. "This seal platform is the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, which can amplify the gravity within a limited area countless times. The rules of the competition are very simple. Next, I will use this Heaven-Suppressing Seal to envelop you all and eliminate one person first."

"Once the remaining four are left, we will proceed with the semi-finals in pairs. Since you are all ready, I will not say any more. Let's begin."

After saying that, the Heaven-Suppressing Seal floated above the heads of Lin Yuan and the other four.

"oh……"

Despite being somewhat prepared, the five of them couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, caught off guard.

too heavy.

It's like they've carried a mountain on their shoulders.

"So heavy..."

Lin Yuan felt extremely strained and had no mind to think about anything else, focusing solely on dealing with the gravity field.

Let's get through this first.

"Your name is Lin Yuan?"

Just then, Long Aotian's calm and collected voice came through, as if he were handling the situation with ease.

The other three also looked at Lin Yuan.

They were extremely curious about this newly arrived holy son of the Taotie clan.

"Wha...what's wrong?"

Lin Yuan struggled to lift his head and speak with difficulty.

This gravity field is designed for peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and is very unfriendly to those with lower cultivation levels.

It's obvious that he has the lowest skill level among the five people present. He's also the one most likely to be eliminated.

"There's something I want to discuss with you."

Long Aotian looked at Lin Yuan, "This Demon Ruins will ultimately belong to my dragon clan, and I, Long Aotian, will eventually become the king of the Demon Ruins. If you submit to me now, I can allow you to become my subordinate because of your pure bloodline."

After saying that, he looked at the other three, "The same goes for you three. I know you don't want to admit defeat, but since you were born in the same era as me, you can only blame fate for this."

"I won't force you. I'll give you thirty breaths to consider. If you agree, then you can withdraw first. I, Long Aotian, will lead the four of you to conquer the world in the future."

"Once the country is conquered, you will also be remembered by the world and passed down through the ages."

His voice was calm and casual, and he didn't speak again after he finished, giving everyone time to think.

"Long Aotian, I know you're powerful. But I represent the entire Kunpeng clan now, so I won't back down."

The young clan leader of the Kunpeng clan responded with difficulty.

Long Aotian nodded, not insisting.

"I'm willing to be with you."

Just when the situation reached a stalemate, the young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan spoke up decisively.

In her view, Long Aotian was a nine-clawed golden dragon, a rare find in the dragon race, with unlimited potential, and following him would be a great opportunity.

"Okay, I will keep my promise."

There was no hint of smugness in Long Aotian's eyes, as if everything in the world was meant to submit to him.

Now only the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and Lin Yuan have not yet expressed their opinions.

Time passed slowly.

Long Aotian waited for the two of them without urging them. They agreed on thirty breaths, so it was thirty breaths.

"Qingqing, Brother Aotian has extraordinary talent and will surely attain the Great Ascension Realm in the future. What are you still hesitating about?"

The young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan looked at the young patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Clan and began to persuade him.

If she can persuade the other two, it will be tantamount to demonstrating her business acumen to Long Aotian. She might even be given an important position in the future.

"Okay, I promise."

After careful consideration, the young patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Clan also chose to submit to Long Aotian.

The nine-clawed golden dragon is comparable to the nine-tailed fox of the Nine-Tailed Clan. She knows its significance and decides to take a gamble on Long Aotian.

The main thing is.

The dragon race will most likely win this war of gods, and even if they do fight, they will likely lose and ultimately submit.

Since Long Aotian has extended an olive branch to her in advance, she can also reap the benefits of this opportunity, gain Long Aotian's trust, and her future path will be much easier.

After thinking about it, he readily agreed.

The pressure fell on Lin Yuan.

"My friend, you're the weakest of the five people here, so you'll definitely be the first one eliminated."

The young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan blinked and continued, "Once you're out of the game, your Taotie Clan will most likely lose no matter what. Why not take a gamble on Brother Aotian? If you win, you can be considered a founding hero."

Seeing that Long Aotian had given her an admiring look after she had persuaded the Nine-Tailed Clan Chief, she quickly seized the opportunity to try to persuade Lin Yuan as well.

All four eyes turned to Lin Yuan; his choice was of paramount importance.

If he also chooses to submit to Long Aotian, then this first match can be declared over ahead of schedule.

"Well……"

Lin Yuan was so overwhelmed that he could hardly breathe and was unable to speak.

"Is there anything to hesitate about?"

The young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan displayed remarkable patience and tried to persuade him again.

"Well……"

Lin Yuan gave the same answer, his face turning red and his neck thickening.

If he could speak, Lin Yuan would have loved to yell at the Phoenix Clan's young patriarch: Can't you see how badly I've been crushed?!

"Forget it. Everyone has the right to choose their own life. If he doesn't want to submit to me, then so be it. In any case, whether he submits or not, the final outcome won't change."

Long Aotian stopped the young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, closed his eyes, and waited for the first round of elimination to end.

Upon hearing this, both the young patriarch of the Phoenix Clan and the young patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Clan cast pitying glances at Lin Yuan.

If the older generation of the Taotie clan finds out that they missed such a good opportunity, they might be furious.

"Um... Brother Aotian, I wanted to ask, is it too late to back out now?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the young clan leader of Kunpeng considered changing his mind.

"The thirty breaths are not over yet; you are free to make your choice."

Long Aotian glanced at the young clan leader Kunpeng, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

"I choose to surrender."

The young clan leader of Kunpeng no longer hesitated and made a decisive choice.

Even if he doesn't choose, he will still be defeated by Long Aotian and the other two working together. The result will be the same, so he might as well choose a side early.

With the young clan leader of Kunpeng making his statement, the situation became completely clear.

After thirty breaths, only Lin Yuan remained unaligned.

"One of you go out, I'll test his mettle."

Seeing that Lin Yuan was about to give up, Long Aotian looked at the other three and gave them orders.

The other three cast pitying glances at Lin Yuan.

They could have waited for Lin Yuan to be eliminated on his own, but they insisted on fighting him, clearly intending to use Lin Yuan as a scapegoat.

Lin Yuan is in deep trouble now.

"I'll go out."

The young clan leader of the Kunpeng clan took the initiative to speak.

His failure to agree immediately might have left a grudge in Long Aotian's mind. By withdrawing now, he can make amends.

No one expected this to happen.

With just a few words, Long Aotian convinced the young patriarchs of the three clans to willingly submit. The elders of the Dragon Clan looked at him with newfound respect.

He has already shown such leadership qualities at such a young age. What kind of storm will he stir up when he grows up?

Although the three surrendered tribes were unwilling to see this outcome, they had no choice but to accept the fact.

Long Aotian is already a hidden dragon in the abyss.

It only needs the wind to rise, and it can soar straight to the heavens. No one dares to stop it, and no one can stop it.