"Why did you harm my tribe!" Daoâer angrily stood up.
After all, his current status was equivalent to the leader of the tribe, and even if he knew it would be his death, he had to stand up.
"Hmph, do you still have the face to ask that? Have you forgotten what you did before? Not only will I kill him, but every single person in your tribe will be annihilated!" The ancestor immediately shouted angrily.
To everyoneâs surprise, the people of the tribe were not afraid; instead, they looked at him with righteous indignation, without a trace of fear in their eyes.
This scene was somewhat shocking to Ye Luo; the unity of this tribe was really strong.
"Well, since thatâs the case, then you can all go to hell!"
The ancestor did not hesitate any longer and was about to make a move.
However, he was stopped by the people behind him.
"Ancestor, donât be impulsive. If you launch an attack, these people will be annihilated, but we wonât gain any benefits!" said a middle-aged man behind him.
It was clear these people were not from the same tribe but gathered by the ancestor.
After all, his internal injuries were still severe, and if he encountered trouble, having these people around would be more reliable.
Yet he hadnât expected that these indigenous people truly had no cultivation abilities, and he found it hard to understand how such a tribe survived in the South Territory.
As for those legends, he hadnât heard a word about them.
"Fine, quickly go and loot the treasures. After that, Iâll take their lives!" the ancestor said immediately.
He was already somewhat impatient, especially looking at Ye Luo with a gaze that wished to devour him alive.
However, Ye Luo was completely absorbed in weaving, as if he hadnât seen him at all.
Itâs a joke; even in his prime, Ye Luo wasnât afraid, let alone now when he was seriously injured.
Then, those people started running over; the indigenous peopleâs hands were full of good things.
Not to mention, these clothes and strong liquor were rare treasures, especially in the South Territory.
But in the South Territory, few would think of targeting the indigenous people, and even other forces werenât willing to provoke them.
After all, if one truly tainted with misfortune, it could overturn the entire Sect; this wasnât a matter to joke about.
However, there were always some who didnât believe in evil, like those rushing over.
"Hurry up, hand over those clothes and the strong liquor youâve woven!" these people immediately shouted.
Ye Luo was weaving clothes when he suddenly heard these voices, and he immediately became annoyed.
He wasnât weaving these clothes for no reason; these werenât ordinary clothes, but contained a hint of Dao Tempo. Originally, he thought the Dao in these clothes was retained in the material, but after watching Nuonuo weave clothes, he realized something was wrong!
The Dao turned out to be woven by this special method!
Moreover, it had to be in the specific scene of the Five Dao Ridges to appear this way.
Therefore, he began trying to learn to weave clothes; perhaps the indigenous people felt nothing, simply weaving clothes according to ancestral methods, without understanding the mysteries within.
But Ye Luo was different; he himself mastered several Laws, and the Dao was the perfect fusion of many Laws, which greatly benefited Ye Luoâs understanding of Law Strength!
So, gradually, he reached a state of forgetting himself, but was disturbed by these people, which made him angry.
"Kid, give me that coat!" one of the middle-aged men shouted at Ye Luo.
After all, Ye Luoâs clothes were significantly different from those of others.
Just from their appearance, they looked much more luxurious.
"Scram!" Ye Luo said indifferently.
"Huh? Kid, are you looking for death?" The middle-aged man furiously swung a palm at him.
In the Five Dao Ridges, solving problems was so simple and violent.
Ye Luo was already angry. Seeing this, he also swung a palm.
With a dull sound, the middle-aged manâs body was sent flying.
In mid-air, there happened to be a space rift that immediately consumed the middle-aged man.
This scene immediately caught the attention of other cultivators; many gathered around.
Of course, what truly interested them was still the clothes in Ye Luoâs hands.
After all, they were discerning; Ye Luoâs clothes were truly premium, as for the middle-aged man devoured by the space rift, no one cared.
"Kid, hand over the clothes, and we will spare your life!" a cultivator said.
Seeing this, Ye Luoâs mood grew worse; he still hoped to use this time to comprehend some Law Strength, but he hadnât expected to be interrupted.
"I think itâs you whoâs looking for death!" Ye Luo said coldly.
After speaking, Ye Luo took the initiative, a strike of the Great Sage Palm unleashed, containing the Strength of the Thunder Principle, it suddenly became extremely violent!
"Not good!" These people, seeing this palm, immediately changed their faces.
In the next moment, they all launched attacks, of course, still body attacks, as no one wanted to be swallowed by a space rift.
Bang!
A series of violent explosions erupted by the lakeside.
After all, Ye Luo used the Strength of the Law, but what about the others? It was just physical strength, the difference was enormous.
In almost an instant, nearly half of these cultivators were turned into pulp by Ye Luo!
The people around were dumbfounded; outside the Five Dao Ridges, this would be nothing special, using the strength of spells they could all achieve.
But here, using spells wasnât possible; purely relying on physical strength, not even cultivators at the ancestor level could achieve this!
Immediately, they realized Ye Luo wasnât a soft target, not one they could easily pinch.
Given such circumstances, several cultivators quietly retreated.
And the previous ancestor, fled even more swiftly, already vanished without a trace.
His vision was certainly sharp, immediately recognizing Ye Luo was not someone he could handle. In the outside world, he naturally wouldnât fear Ye Luo, but here in the Five Dao Ridges, he had no choice but to flee, especially since he was gravely injured, he couldnât possibly be Ye Luoâs opponent.
Seeing that even the ancestor had left, these people scattered promptly.