The native people mostly stood in the clouds, watching coldly, while a smaller portion also quietly emerged, chasing after the Tongtian Talismans everywhere.
After Mo Qi grabbed a few talismans, he pulled Murong Yanran and fled into the distance.
It was strange, the Tongtian Talismans always fell in densely populated areas. To grab them before they landed, people would inevitably fight, clash, and slaughter each other.
Thus, in an instant, the ground was strewn with corpses, and rivers of blood flowed.
At this very moment, in the Demon Realm, the competition was even fiercer. Many mountains and mining sites were raining Tongtian Talismans, and fierce struggles and massacres were occurring.
Even within the highly organized Demon Emperor's legions and the Alien Demon Sect, extremely brutal infighting had erupted.
Xin'er and Ye Zhixun were powerless in this chaos, unable to save anyone. In the end, they could only ensure their own safety.
Meanwhile, on the side of the Qionglu Realm, several major families had gathered, inevitably leading to sparks flying and blood splashing.
Mo Qi, having caught a few Tongtian Talismans, found them useless and gave them to Murong Yanran.
Then, he and Murong Yanran hid far away, watching from a distance as people fought tooth and nail for the talismans.
At this moment, a golden light descended from the sky, landing amidst the crowd and striking the crown of someone's head.
What was happening?
Was someone undergoing tribulation?
Or had that person angered the heavens and received divine punishment?
Or perhaps they had snatched too many talismans, provoking heavenly wrath?
As everyone watched in stunned silence, the person was enveloped in golden light, exuding immense solemnity. Their entire demeanor underwent a drastic transformation: "I am a deity of the day descending to undergo tribulation. I have now awakened. You all should retreat quickly."
What nonsense is this? It's interfering with my talisman-grabbing!
The surrounding people swarmed forward and beat him until his face was bruised and swollen.
He was a disciple of the Shendu Sect, originally at the tribulation stage. Even after awakening, he was only a Golden Immortal. The crowd was filled with True Immortals and Profound Immortals, and it was easy to surround and kill a Golden Immortal. Why was he acting so arrogant? And telling us to avoid him?
I haven't been a celestial being before, but I've certainly beaten them up!
At this moment, Mo Qi suddenly thought of Lu Xiaoyue. She was so talented, she must be a celestial being descended to the mortal realm. He wondered if she had awakened yet.
Meanwhile, on Yaochi Peak of the Divine Pill Sect, Xue Nu, after obtaining several Tongtian Talismans, suddenly awakened.
In her past life, she was the Goddess of Ice and Snow. Her cultivation had now recovered to what it was before descending to the mortal realm, that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
Awakening in this life did not guarantee becoming a god in this life, as one's position might have already been taken by someone else.
No one would hang themselves on the same tree, nor was there a tree specifically prepared for one person to hang themselves upon.
At this time, within the Shendu Sect, the former deity of the day was quickly beaten to death.
His incident did not cause much of a stir, merely becoming a small interlude in the scramble for talismans.
Afterward, people continued to snatch Tongtian Talismans. Some, not greedy, grabbed a few and fled. Most were insatiable, ultimately staining the ground with blood and burying their bones there.
This slaughter continued for a long time.
The Tongtian Talismans seemed endless, falling continuously until the last person on the field collapsed.
It was strange, when everyone on the field had fallen, the Tongtian Talismans in the sky abruptly stopped.
What was going on?
Did the descent of the Tongtian Talismans serve only to kill people?
Mo Qi observed coldly, seeing the entire process clearly. He roughly knew how many people had died. The leaders of the four major families were mostly dead, with only Gongyang Cheng managing to escape at the last moment.
Chao Jing also died in the chaotic battle, a gruesome sight.
The four major families were destined for tragedy!
For they were surrounded by wolves on all sides, all eyeing them covetously.
They wanted to become stronger, to change their fate through strength, to control their own destiny.
But they never understood, until their deaths, that this path to strength was itself a deception!
The native people, however, felt they still had a way out. Although the current situation was unclear, they had not reached a dead end. Thus, they could remain patient and became the ultimate winners of the scene.
Mo Qi could not bear to look at the scene any longer. He pulled Murong Yanran, preparing to head to the Shendu Sect and other sects, believing these sects should be mostly empty by now.
Going now would be like picking up equipment directly – what a great opportunity!
However, as soon as he and Murong Yanran moved, figures flashed. The native people descended from the sky, blocking their path.
Mo Qi snorted coldly, "You've been watching for so long, why have you decided to court death? Why are you so eager to die?"
General Feng smiled coldly, "Heh, do you really think we were just watching because we were afraid of you? You are indeed troublesome, but you haven't exceeded our control. Therefore, we wouldn't be afraid of you. The reason we waited until now is that we were waiting for an opportunity where we would have no choice but to act."
General Duan continued, "Even now, we haven't reached the point where we have no choice. Because we intend to give you a choice: life or death, it's up to you to decide."
Mo Qi was curious, "What choice do you intend to give me? Tell me."
"If you join us and become our servant, just like the four major families before, then you will be granted a path to survival," General Feng said.
Mo Qi's heart erupted in anger, and he said in a deep voice, "Just for saying that, you deserve death. But I am willing to give you a way out: become my mount. Then, I will spare your lives."
General Feng said kindly, "It's really nothing. No matter who you are, no matter what position you reach, there will always be someone more powerful riding on your head. Take us, the native people, for example..."
As he spoke, General Feng suddenly realized he was about to say something wrong and immediately stopped, not daring to continue.
Mo Qi chuckled, "For example, you native people, despite your loud boasts, still have to follow the lead of the Mei Ma."
General Feng nodded, then suddenly shook his head, his veins bulging with anger, "You scoundrel! I'm speaking to you seriously, and you're playing tricks on me."
Mo Qi waved his hand, "Alright, no more jokes, no more jokes. I will now tell you something seriously."
Seriousness was a good thing. At this moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on him.
Mo Qi stared at General Feng, "I've decided to make you a mount for my Little Dot."
"Who is Little Dot?" General Feng blurted out.
General Duan smacked his head, "Did your head get squeezed by a door?"
General Feng immediately came to his senses and said angrily, "You're playing tricks on me! What Little Dot? What mount? I... how could I possibly be someone's mount? It's more like you should be my mount."
Mo Qi released Little Dot, "This is Little Dot."
General Feng looked at Little Dot's adorable appearance and couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "This? This is Little Dot? You want me to be its mount? I could crush it with one foot."
Mo Qi stopped talking and fed it some Beast Soul Pills and Emergency Pills.
In the blink of an eye, Little Dot's body rapidly expanded, becoming powerful and majestic.
General Feng looked up, his face gradually turning ashen.
Little Dot not only changed in size, but the bloodthirsty and awe-inspiring aura emanating from its body made the surrounding air turn肅殺 (sùshā -肅殺 means solemn and killing, creating a grim and dangerous atmosphere).