Chapter 933 All Surrender

"The conditions for surrender?"

"What conditions? Please let the emperor express it!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, everyone hurriedly asked.

Looking at the proudly standing figure in front of them, everyone felt a chill coming from their backs, making their bodies tremble uncontrollably.

"The conditions are simple!"

"Hand over all the space rings on your body!"

Mo Wentian grinned and said calmly.

"Hand over the space ring?"

"this……"

"The space ring is all our belongings, hand over the space ring, then we..."

"Let's hand it over, there is nothing more important than life!"

"Emperor, I hand it over!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the crowd erupted again.

Immediately, one by one hastily handed over the space rings.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

After receiving the interspatial rings, Mo Wentian nodded.

In the next moment, with a sweep of his soul, the scenes in the space rings were completely presented in front of Mo Wentian's eyes.

Among the five hundred and eighteen space rings, there are fifty king-level artifacts, and countless fourth-level elixirs...

"Chi Xiao!"

"The disciple is here!"

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Chi Xiao's figure quickly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"You count all the things in this space ring, and release them according to the disciple's cultivation level!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian said coldly with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Chi Xiao looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully.

"Emperor, all our space rings have been handed in, do we have the conditions to surrender now?"

"Yes, Emperor, we have already listened to you!"

"Emperor..."

"We surrendered!"

...

Suddenly, that group of orc disciples looked at Mo Wentian and spoke again.

"Um!"

"From now on, you are all disciples of my Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said indifferently.

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

...

Hearing this, the figures of the orc disciples hurriedly bowed down to Mo Wentian respectfully.

"Get up!"

"Back off!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the figures retreated respectfully.

"Boss, you just accepted them like this!"

"Aren't you going to give them a soul mark or something? They are all disciples of the beast clan!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed, turned into a small snake and slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, saying coldly.

"It's just a group of ants!"

"If they dare to be unfaithful in the future, I will crush them to death!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"The beast clan is still there, as well as the old bastard who owns the beast!"

"The disciples of this group of orcs will definitely not willingly submit to our Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

"Little Jiao, you are watching them secretly. If anyone escapes secretly or refuses to accept, just kill them directly!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said coldly.

"Boss, leave this to me!"

The corner of Xiaojiao's mouth grinned slightly, and he quickly agreed.

"Fan Zeng, tell me to go on, and all the disciples will cultivate hard for me to improve their cultivation!"

"Every time the cultivation base is improved, the emperor will be rewarded with an artifact!"

Mo Wentian looked at the void far away, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fan Zeng quickly replied respectfully.

"The orcs sent this group of people here, but none of them returned!"

"It seems that the next big battle is not far away!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light flashed, and he said coldly.

"Boss, do you mean that the orcs will send disciples here?"

Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in unison.

"That's right, not only the Beast Race, but also the Monster Race. Soon, they will send disciples to come!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"The disciples of the beast race are just ants!"

"Boss, when they come here in the future, you don't need to do anything, just bring some miscellaneous things, and I will help you solve everything!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a cold and arrogant face.

"You help me solve it?"

"Xiaojiao, I'm afraid the disciples who come next time will not be so simple!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light flashed, and he said in a cold voice.

The Beast Clan is the number one force in this ancient relic, and the disciples he sent this time are the strongest in the middle stage of the Heavenly King.

But the next time he comes to the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, the disciples who will be sent will definitely have a higher level of cultivation than the disciples this time.

"Little Jiao, although you didn't suffer any internal injuries during the battle with Qi Zhen, your body was also injured!"

"You enter Wentian Pavilion first to recover!"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and said coldly.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he looked at Mo Wentian's indifferent expression, he didn't say anything.

Immediately, the figure flashed and directly entered the Wentian Pavilion.

"Huantian, how is your strength now?"

As Xiaojiao entered the Wentian Pavilion, Mo Wentian turned his eyes to Huantian at the side, looked at Huantian at the side, and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Boss, with my strength, I can at most transform into a martial artist in the early days of the Emperor!"

Hearing this, Huantian said without any hesitation.

"Early Emperor?"

"That's not enough. After so many years, the cultivation level of the beast owner, the old bastard, does not know exactly what level it is!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, and a serious look appeared on his face.

The beast owner is the most peak existence in this ancient relic. It is rumored that his cultivation has reached the early stage of the emperor, but no one knows what state his cultivation is now.

But what is certain is that the cultivation base of the beast owner is at least the early stage of the emperor, or even beyond the existence of the early stage of the emperor.

"By the way, Huantian, your cultivation is still in the realm of Tianjun?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he spoke again.

"Well, my cultivation is still in the realm of Tianjun!"

"If my cultivation doesn't break through, then I want to transform into a strong man beyond the Emperor's early stage. It's impossible here, boss, but my cultivation is not so easy to improve!"

"I practice illusion. If I want to improve my cultivation, I must refine the magic herbs related to illusion, or devour monsters that also practice illusion!"

Huantian's expression also became solemn in an instant.

Huantian doesn't know the meaning of Mo Wentian's words.

He also wanted to break through the cultivation base, but the cultivation base was not something he could break through if he wanted to.