Chapter 1648: Heading To the Asura Gate Headquarters (1/2)

“Yes, Master!” Ancestor Shi Yihai complied with utmost respect, then arranged his tribe’s Grand Elders to clean up the battlefield.

Some time later, a group of Devil Scorpion Tribe’s Grand Elders handed up all the spatial rings they had collected from the battlefield.

Every person in the Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion had a spatial ring.

Not to mention that this Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion consisted of their elite disciples, thus, inside every spatial ring was a startling amount of spirit stones and spiritual herbs.

Huang Xiaolong took the Massacring Gods Gate’s Ancestor Gao Yu, Zhang Xiaomeng, and the rest of the thirty-five Ancestors’ spatial rings. He gave the spatial rings that belonged to the Massacring Gods Gate’s Grand Elders, Elders, and disciples to Shi Yihai with the words, “The Devil Scorpion Tribe’s Ancestor God Realm disciples that participated in the battle will be rewarded one hundred thousand low grade-seven spirit stones. God King Realms and above will receive ten times higher the rewards. Heavenly Monarch Realm and above will receive one hundred times higher, and for Emperor Realms, the rewards will be one thousand times higher! Keep the rest into the Devil Scorpion Tribe’s treasury!”

The Devil Scorpion Tribe’s Ancestor Shi Yihai was overjoyed, and bowed low in gratitude, “Many thanks for Master’s rewards!”

“Many thanks for Master’s rewards!” All the Devil Scorpion Tribe’s disciples kneeled in thanks, their faces beaming with joy.

Huang Xiaolong nodded with satisfaction. He then had all the entire Devil Scorpion Tribe swear by heavens dao to not leak out a single word of today’s event.

After all of the Devil Scorpion Tribe’s disciples and higher echelons had sworn to Huang Xiaolong’s order, Huang Xiaolong, Asura King Jin Yuan, and the others headed to the main hall with Ancestor Shi Yihai, Patriarch Shi Tong, and the remaining Eminent Elders following behind them.

Back in the main hall, the Demon King Fan Hui spoke first, “Cool! It has been a while since I feel so refreshed! The Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion was totally annihilated, it’s simply satisfying!”

In recent years, the Massacring Gods Gate had become increasingly rampant, not showing the slightest respect to the Netherworld King’s Organisation. Hence, Fan Hui and the others had long wanted to teach the Massacring Gods Gate a lesson.

Tai Yue laughed in his sonorous voice and said, “Thirty-five Emperor Realm Ancestors ah, this time, the Massacring Gods Gate’s Old Ancestor must be going crazy right now. I believe after hearing this result, the Massacring Gods Gate should behave for sometime!”

Thirty-five Emperor Realm Ancestors!

Even the Netherworld King’s Organisation would feel a stabbing pain in their hearts if they lost thirty-five Emperor Realm experts.

Jin Yuan laughed, “The Holy Mountain is about to appear, and Master still needs to hurry over. Where has he got the time for that.”

Wan Yutian chuckled sheepishly. He was aware of that and was merely jesting. The Massacring Gods Gate headquarters was not so easy to attack. With the Massacring Gods Gate’s current foundation, even someone who had surpassed the Emperor Realm and possessed a grandmist treasure would have a hard time taking down the Massacring Gods Gate headquarters.

It was just like them, the Netherworld King’s Organisation’s Ten Great Commanders, if all ten of them were to join hands to form a formation, they would not be afraid of an enemy that had surpassed the Emperor Realm.

“Master, should we deactivate the defensive grand formation now?” A while later, Shi Yihai inquired with Huang Xiaolong’s opinion.

“Deactivate it.” Huang Xiaolong nodded his head and permitted.

Now that they had dealt with the Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion, the grand formation was done with its role this time.

“Yes, Master.” Shi Yihai respectfully complied.

At this time, a large crowd of Mohe Plane’s experts had gathered outside the Devil Scorpion Tribe’s defensive grand formation.

The Massacring Gods Gate’s army planning to attack the Devil Scorpion Tribe was a big event on the Mohe Plane, even in the whole Asura World. So naturally, there were experts from various forces who had gathered to witness it.

“It’s already been four days, what’s the situation inside?” A Withered Bones Sect’s expert muttered as he stared at the defensive grand formation with bright burning eyes.

This was a low-level Emperor Realm Ancestor from the seventh ranked Withered Bones Sect.

As everyone’s sight was hindered by the Devil Scorpion Tribe’s grand formation, no one could see what was going on inside.