Soaring of Galaxia

The Red Maple Human Clan was not a native race of the Dispersed Praying Mountain and not a clan with fixed surname. The Red Maple Human Clan had been governed by eight Suzerains. And these eight Suzerains had controlled all the profits and power within the entire Red Maple Human Clan.

It was rumored that the ancestors of these eight Suzerains had migrated to this place a thousand years ago. And their ancestors had fled from the other Forbidden Spiritual Zones. When they had just arrived, they were called the "Great Eight Bandits."

Since those eight had outstanding power, they took over a part of the Dispersed Praying Mountain and gathered all other exceptional warriors. Through a thousand years of development, they grew the Red Maple Human Clan to its current size.

Since their ancestors’ time, those Eight Great Bandits had excelled at using formations. Thus, each generation of the Red Maple Suzerains had inherited their ancestors’ techniques. Indeed, they had used these inherited formations that allowed them to stand firmly in the Dispersed Praying Mountain.

Now, with the eight Suzerains gone, it was equivalent to the Red Maple Human Clan having lost their core pillars directly. More than half of those Elders did not come from the families of these eight Suzerains. Thus, after getting shouted at by Qin Wushuang, they had lost their spirits and was starting to think about other courses of action.

However, each one of those elders that belonged to the eight Suzerain families eyes were bloodshot. They shouted: "Everyone, let’s go and kill this bastard first!"

One of the Elder that belonged to the bloodline of the Ye held a high position. He shook the weapon in his hand and roared: "If you are a man, follow me! Kill him!"

Qin Wushuang moved the corner of his mouth and suddenly, that Fury Dragon Soul trembled. As if that long whip could play tricks, it extended itself and whipped at that Elder.

This whip attack was like a flash of thunderbolt from a bright sky. The momentum of this thing had caught people completely off guard. In one flash, it had arrived before that Elder Ye.

"Go!"

With a low roar, Qin Wushuang lifted his arm and binded that Elder on the Fury Dragon Soul whip.

"Are you going to kill me? Or will be the one to kill you?" Qin Wushuang asked lightly.

He raised the centre of his palm to expelled a ray of red light that hit the space in between his eyebrows. With a popping sound, the head of that Elder Ye drooped to the side as Qin Wushuang harvested his life.

Qin Wushuang’s act of intimidation was more persuasive than any words. He lightly shook the Fury Dragon Soul in his hand and roared: "Those who surrender will live, those who resist die!"

"Ha ha ha, well said!!"

From afar, a long cry emerged and it was Bao Bao’s voice. He had called: "Boss, nice strategy, ha ha! The Red Maple Human Clan is done!"

In a gold flash, Bao Bao landed before him and he had restored himself to his appearance as a young teenager. However, he still carried his giant stick and his body was covered in the signs of battle.

"Bao Bao, how did it go over there?" Qin Wushuang asked.

"I killed two. When the Silver Monkey King arrived, he killed the second Suzerain, Zhang Qingtong, who was the last one still resisting. All eight Suzerains have been killed." Bao Bao licked his lips and looked at those Elders of the Red Maple Human Clan with a pair of twinkling eyes, "Boss, do these guys still want to resist?"

Qin Wushuang laughed: "With the Grand Suzerain killed, the monkeys will scatter when the tree falls. These people no longer have much fighting spirit. Besides the trusted aides of the eight Suzerains, those who are willing to surrender, let them live."

Bao Bao laughed: "Boss, what eight Suzerains, they are only offsprings to the eight Great Bandits."

After he had finished speaking, he yelled in a high pitched voice: "Listen well, all of you, those who are the offspring of the eight great Bandits must die! All those Elders with foreign surnames will not be killed, as long as you are willing to surrender. You will verify each other!"

This move was extremely vicious. As soon as he spoke about it, it had instantly divided the Red Maple elite warriors into two groups. Among them, there were more than half that were foreign elite warriors. All of them stepped out and formed another group.

This way, regarding the ones who had a foreign surname or were the direct descendants of the eight great Bandits were extremely clear.

This time, the Red Maple Human Clan had in fact sent mostly the top-tier elite warriors. Although there were only a few hundred of them, each of them was at the Upper Sky level.

In the vanguard troop, those hundred or two hundred people were mostly all killed by the Silver Monkey King. And after the two to three hundred people here had split into two camps, about hundreds of them were direct descendants to the eight great Bandits.

However, Bao Bao laughed coldly: "Great, a wise man submits to current circumstances. All of you with the foreign surname, watch closely, don’t let any descendants of the Eight Great Bandits get mixed into your camp. If even one fish slips the net, all of you will be buried with him! Thus, all of you must interrogate thoroughly. You must report if you’ve realized that someone has slipped into your team!"

Seeing that in a short time, Bao Bao’s methods had become this effective, Qin Wushuang was somewhat surprised.

Bao Bao could not help but laugh when he saw Qin Wushuang looked at him this way: "Boss, don’t look at me like that, the Silver Monkey King taught me this. He did it this way over there!"

While he talked, the Silver Monkey King had brought a dozen prisoners over.

The vanguard team had gotten completely annihilated. The Silver Monkey King and those two Guardians were all wearing a happy smile. Apparently, they were extremely satisfied by the result of this battle.

The Silver Monkey King said to those prisoners: "The elite warriors with the foreign surname, gather together. Supervise each other and we welcome any reports!"

The disciples with the foreign surnames from both sides had gathered together.

Yet, on the side of the direct line of the Eight Great Bandits, each of them showed an ashen face. Some were cursing in a low voice, some were showing a pale face. Apparently, each of them knew their fate.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill!"

Following the Silver Monkey King’s merciless orders, the two Guardians, the Silver Monkey King and Bao Bao all made a move.

Although there were only four, one of them was at the Void Martial Stage, another at the peak of the Perfect Stage, and the other two at the Perfect Stage.

It would be a piece of cake for such powerhouses to kill these ordinary Upper Sky elite warriors.

Besides a few elite warriors at the Advanced Stage that resisted a little, the other direct disciples had immediately fallen as if they were scythes cutting through a field of wheat. As each blade went by, a pile would collapse.

Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Electric Beast did not make a move again. Instead, they watched silently. If it were Qin Wushuang in the past, he would felt a bit of sympathy.

However, through all these years’ of battles and the experiences, he had completely assimilated into the rules of the Tian Xuan Land. The fight for resources were like this, either you die, or I get annihilated.

If the Red Maple Human Clan and the Barbarian Tribe were the ones that won today, then the ones that got annihilated would be the Monkey Clan. Oppositions between the two waves of forces was not distinguished here, what it had here was a simple rule.

"Boss, what are you thinking?" The Purple Flame Electric Beast asked with a mischievous laugh.

"Nothing." Qin Wushuang chuckled.

"Impossible, I see that you are lost in your train of thoughts, perhaps you feel that the killing was too bloody."

Qin Wushuang gave a long sigh: "This is the price they paid for their greed, it is simply the rules of survival. Yet, outside the rules, they were after all, living beings. It should be normal to feel somewhat remorseful, right?"

The Purple Flame Electric Beast laughed: "You humans are like this. You would kill more viciously than anyone, yet you would have all these messy thoughts afterwards. The beast clan is much more direct."

While they were talking, the Monkey Clan had already finished their slaughter.

With a profound gaze, the Silver Monkey King said with a thoughtful tone: "The next target is the Barbarian Tribe!"

Either give up, or see it through to the end. Starting from today, the old balance of power in the Dispersed Praying Mountain would be completely overturned!

The Silver Monkey King said in a high-pitched voice: "Listen well, you lot, attacking the Barbarian Tribe will be your best chance to redeem yourselves! Killing one elite warrior of the Barbarian Tribe will redeem one of your lives. From then on, we will let you go free. However, on one condition, you must leave the Dispersed Praying Mountain! If you ever step foot into the Dispersed Praying Mountain again, you will only face death!"

Those elite warriors with the foreign surnames knew that it would not be easy to keep their lives. When they heard that by killing one Barbarian person would redeem one life, naturally they were not against it.

Indeed, they would not be willing to become cannon fodder. However, they had the absolute confidence if they only had to kill one person to redeem their lives! Instantly, all of them roared: "Ok!"

"The Monkey Clan keeps their words, don’t worry about us breaking the promise. For this matter, if it wasn’t your two clans that acted so outrageously, the <onkey Clan would have never made a move on you guys! Thus, everything is your own fault. Now, it’s your time to redeem your mistakes!"

"Yes!"

When the Silver Monkey King saw that these remaining powerhouses did not show dissatisfaction or thoughts of resisting, he struck while the iron was still hot and said: "Time is not to be wasted, let’s head out now!"

Following the annihilation of the Red Maple Human Clan, the conclusion of the internal strife of the Dispersed Praying Mountain had been set. Before the Barbarian Tribe had stepped firmly on the ground when they returned to the tribe in a haste, a large group of elite monkey warriors had reached them.

With the Silver Monkey King and Bao Bao as the leader, Qin Wushuang supporting from the side, the execution went smoothly. Once the five Tribal Chiefs of the Barbarian Tribe had been killed, their clan also fell apart and abandoned their arms when they could no longer resist the slaughter from the Monkey Clan.

For this battle, the Monkey Clan had achieved absolute victory. They had executed all the core higher-ups of the Barbarian Tribe and at the same time, they had disparaged the tribe as a Slave Tribe. From this point, they would not hold any position in the Dispersed Praying Mountain.

For the Red Maple Human Clan, the direct offsprings of the eight great Bandits had either died, or had been reported. It was hard to even find one among the hundreds of those that tried to escape.

Instantly, the entire Dispersed Praying Mountain had fallen into the hands of the Monkey Clan.

And regarding those elite warriors of the Red Maple Human Clan with the foreign surname, they had showcased extreme courageous actions in order to stay alive. They had performed exceptionally during the Barbarian Tribe’s annihilation. Of course, a portion of them had gotten injured and died. Yet, most of them had redeemed their lives during this one-sided battle.

The Silver Monkey King would not exterminate them as he gathered the group and said: "The Monkey Clan does not break its promises. Now, I will let you guys go. You must never set foot into the Dispersed Praying Mountain ever again!"

Initially, these elite warriors with the foreign surname were worried about their personal gains and losses. Hearing the words of the Silver Monkey King, each of them was extremely grateful as they made their vow: "Thank you for not killing us, Silver Monkey King, we will definitely leave the Dispersed Praying Mountain and never take a half a step into the mountain again."

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang said: "Hold on."

Those elite warriors with the foreign surnames had witnessed Qin Wushuang’s methods. In these days, they had also heard many of his heroic actions and accomplishments. They knew that Ye Wentong, Red Maple Human Clan’s strongest person, had been killed by this young man. Thus, they revere Qin Wushuang. Hearing him speaking, these people were doubtful as each one stopped moving.

Thinking that things might become uncertain, their expressions became even more uneasy. Currently, they knew they did not hold their own fate in their hands.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!