Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Hearing the ancient ancestors of the Golden Armor and Thunder Call clans reminisce about the past, Jun Wu Xie couldn't help but sigh.

The destruction of a tribe represents the demise of a civilization.

The wheels of time are always cruel, and true eternity is rare in this world. Although everyone pursues eternity, in the end, even the Heavenly Emperor cannot be eternal.

Time cannot obliterate the Heavenly Emperor, but the Heavenly Emperor has enemies and may fall in battle.

These tribes were destroyed in the struggle against their enemies for survival.

This Great Wilderness is definitely not an ordinary wasteland; otherwise, it would not be home to hundreds of ancient bloodline descendant tribes.

"Thunder Call tribe, does that mean you also have a dozen or so affiliated tribes?"

"Yes, Lord Jun, the population is about the same as the Golden Armor tribe's affiliated population, close to sixty million."

The ancient ancestor of the Thunder Call tribe quickly spoke.

"Can the two of you influence their decisions?" Jun Wu Xie said, and without waiting for them to answer, he continued, "In this small world, there will come a day when it will no longer be suitable for survival. This place is the core of the great formation. If the great formation is completely activated in the future, the entire small world will turn into a terrifying sea of fire."

Hearing this, the ancient ancestors of the Golden Armor and Thunder Call tribes looked at each other and then said in unison, "Lord Jun, do you want to take them to the main world as well?"

Jun Wu Xie nodded.

"If Lord Jun intends, our two tribes will certainly accomplish this for you. The various tribes have long been affiliated with us and always follow our lead, so there should be no problems."

They quickly expressed their position.

Jun Wu Xie nodded and said, "Then I will leave them to you. After going out, you will be responsible for the ideological construction and various affairs of these tribes, after all, you know them best."

"Lord Jun, rest assured, we will certainly live up to your expectations and guarantee the completion of the task!"

The ancient ancestors of the two tribes vowed. They felt very at ease being able to work for Lord Jun. This gave them a greater sense of existence. Otherwise, they were afraid that their tribes would gradually lose importance in Lord Jun's heart due to their low sense of existence in the main world, which would be detrimental to the tribe's development.

"Your Golden Armor tribe has very rich mineral veins. You should have mined a lot over the years. The quality of these minerals is not low. How much inventory have you accumulated since ancient times?"

Jun Wu Xie walked towards the Golden Armor tribe, deliberately slowing down his pace, observing the nearby mineral veins, with golden Primordial Runes flashing in his pupils.

He hadn't paid much attention to the mineral veins themselves before, but was observing the people in the mine.

Now he noticed the grade of the ore contained in these mineral veins, which shocked him greatly.

There were three large mineral veins, respectively of the fourth, fifth, and sixth grade. The mined metal ore was at least equal to the grade of the mineral vein, and there were also some mutated ores and mother ores, whose grade was much higher than the grade of the mineral vein.

This meant that the fourth-grade mineral vein could produce fifth-grade and sixth-grade ore, the fifth-grade could produce up to seventh-grade ore, and the sixth-grade could produce up to eighth-grade ore!

The grade of the ore is divided into nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms of the Saint Realm.

Eighth-grade ore, with the metal extracted from it, is a material that can be used to refine holy artifacts for powerhouses in the Primordial Saint Realm.

Although the yield of eighth-grade mother ore is extremely low, how much of this rare material do you want? It is already very rare to have it.

How precious eighth-grade holy material is, even the major commercial firms in the world find it difficult to purchase, and it is something that the world's powerhouses will fight for.

In this small world, there are mineral veins of this level!

However, the ancient ancestor of the Golden Armor tribe showed an embarrassed expression.

"Lord Jun, we...we don't seem to have any stock..."

He said that because the clansmen relied on these metal ores to cultivate, absorbing the metal energy inside, the ores mined from ancient times had been consumed. Even if there was stock in the clan, it was extremely small.

"You actually absorb the energy of these ores to cultivate? That's too wasteful. After going out, you don't have to waste these resources anymore. There will be high-level dragon vein energy provided. At that time, I will let the dragon vein derive metal essence to supply your cultivation."

Hearing this, the ancient ancestor of the Golden Armor tribe showed anticipation in his eyes.

Dragon veins, since this special small world was formed, all the dragon veins have been controlled by the rules of order and have nothing to do with them anymore.

Since then, the creatures in this small world have been unable to actively absorb dragon vein essence to cultivate.

"Then we will have people mine these mineral veins as quickly as possible. By the time we leave, there should be a lot of stock."

"No need, mine normally, just don't waste it anymore, store it all up. Our time here won't be too long, we will soon return to the main world."

"Lord Jun, if that's the case, wouldn't the mineral veins here be wasted? Why not mine more before leaving?"

The ancient ancestor of the Golden Armor tribe was puzzled, and the ancient ancestor of the Thunder Call tribe was also puzzled.

"No need to rush, I will take these mineral veins away when I leave."

Jun Wu Xie's casual words shocked the two ancient ancestors.

They said that the order of this world probably wouldn't allow it, and if attacked by the order, it would be very dangerous.

Jun Wu Xie did not respond, but quickened his pace and soon arrived inside the Golden Armor tribe under the escort of the two ancient ancestors.

The atmosphere inside the Golden Armor tribe was very heavy. Although the people of the Golden Armor tribe were curious and all ran out to see Jun Wu Xie, there was a deep and unresolved worry between their brows.

From the faces and expressions of these people, it can basically be seen that the folk customs of this tribe are very simple and kind.

He even saw a kind of innocence in the eyes of some people.

Jun Wu Xie couldn't help but be stunned.

Because many of these people were not young, but their eyes were particularly clear, a bit similar to the clarity of adolescence.

The worry between their brows made them look very helpless and pitiful, making people feel pity.

"It seems they already know about the high-level people being infected with darkness..."

The ancient ancestor of the Golden Armor tribe speculated from the reaction of the tribe's people that, due to the passage of time, the Dark Curse was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress, so an evil and strange aura was leaking out.

"It shouldn't be difficult to purify the darkness infecting your tribe, so there's nothing to worry about."

Jun Wu Xie opened the world in his sleeve in the Golden Armor tribe and released all the tens of thousands of people of the Golden Armor tribe.

Those of the Golden Armor tribe who ran out of curiosity to see him saw the martial youth accompanied by the ancient ancestor wave his sleeves, and tens of thousands of people of the tribe appeared out of thin air, and couldn't help but show surprise.

They stared blankly at this scene, and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"You appease the clansmen, tell them not to worry, the Dark Curse will be resolved soon."

Jun Wu Xie said to some of the high-level people among those released, and then took all the ancient ancestors and foundation powerhouses to the tribe's forbidden area.

The forbidden area of the Golden Armor tribe is in the valley deep in the tribe's land. Inside, there is a metal hall filled with an ancient aura, not knowing when it was built.

Arriving here, Jun Wu Xie clearly sensed the dark aura filling the metal hall.

They quickly came to the front of the hall, opened the hall door, and saw that there were hundreds of metal pillars inside, about three meters high, and almost every metal pillar was tied to a person.

These people had painful expressions on their faces, their bodies were struggling hard, and red hair had already broken through their skin and grown out, and fangs had also grown out of their mouths, revealing them.

Their eyes were blood red, and a hint of struggle flashed from time to time in their ferocious and violent expressions.

Obviously, their will had not been completely swallowed, and they were still making a final resistance.

Jun Wu Xie asked the people who came with him to wait at the door, and then began the devouring and purification.

His speed was very fast. Every time he came in front of a person, he directly grabbed their wrist, and with the help of the Rune Dao, forcibly sucked out the dark energy in their body, devouring it cleanly.

The powerhouses of the Golden Armor tribe at the door watched his heaven-defying methods in shock, one after another, clearing the Dark Curse from their people's bodies cleanly.

The people whose curses were cleared slowly regained some sanity, but their energy, spirit, and body were extremely weak.

"He...he is..."

These people saw Jun Wu Xie, who was clearing the curse for the clansmen, and also saw the tribe's powerhouses waiting at the door, and uttered weak and intermittent voices.

"Brother, this is Lord Jun, the benefactor who gave our Golden Armor tribe a new life, and also the master to whom our tribe will be forever loyal!"

Several ancient ancestors stepped forward and said this.

The person they called Brother trembled his lips, as if he was particularly excited, but because he was too weak, it was difficult to speak.

Judging from his facial expression, the reaction was a bit intense.

"Brother, don't be excited, the matter is like this..."

They explained everything in detail, and the weak old man gradually calmed down after listening, and when he looked at Jun Wu Xie again, there was a look of approval in his eyes.

Things have come to this, and the promise should be kept.

Moreover, the tribe was able to be preserved because of Lord Jun, otherwise they would have been slaughtered by the demonized and evil beings.

Before long, Jun Wu Xie cleared the curse from everyone's body.

Everyone moved the weak ancient ancestors and foundation powerhouses to one place and explained the ins and outs of the matter.

In the end, all the high-level people of the Golden Armor tribe recognized the decision made by the ancient ancestors for the tribe.

"You recuperate well. After I solve the Swift Wind tribe and explore the mysteries of the Fire Region, I will come to pick you up and leave for the main world."

Jun Wu Xie did not stay in the Golden Armor tribe for long. After leaving, he went all the way to the Thunder Call tribe.

The Thunder Call tribe also has some mineral veins, all of which are various thunder ores, containing thunder energy.

Like the Golden Armor Tribe, they also draw energy from thunder ore for cultivation, so the reserves are extremely low.

Knowing that he felt sorry for these mineral resources, the ancient ancestor of the Golden Armor Tribe immediately guaranteed that they would not consume any more.

After entering the tribe, Jun Wuxie released the hundred thousand members of the Thunder Summoning Tribe, and then went to the forbidden area deep within.

The situation was almost exactly the same as with the Golden Armor Tribe. The powerhouses of the Thunder Summoning Tribe had also suppressed and bound themselves while they were still conscious.

At this time, they had also reached the final juncture. If they waited two more days, they would inevitably transform into red-haired demonic beings.

As he had done in the Golden Armor Tribe, Jun Wuxie removed and purified all the Darkest Curse within their bodies one by one.

The higher-ups of the Thunder Summoning Tribe understood the whole story and agreed with the decisions of those ancient ancestors, while also expressing their submission to Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie did not stay long and soon left.

The ancient ancestors of the Thunder Summoning Tribe wanted to follow him, but he refused, telling them to stay and protect the tribe.

He did not return to Ancestral Refinement Village, but headed towards the direction of the Swift Wind Tribe.

His Primordial Avatar had already arrived near the Swift Wind Tribe and sent back news that a terrible mutation was taking place within the Swift Wind Tribe!