Chapter 1275 The Terrifying Powerful Clan
For the human race, they have always had to survive alone among all the races in the universe.
Isn't it the same for the Fiery Clan?
When it comes to the fate of the ethnic group, what friendship, what alliance... those are just excuses to confuse the other party.
There are only interests between different ethnic groups.
Therefore, Zhao Yin drove away the Fiery Clan and took away the amethyst mine, but the people of the Fiery Clan who left were still full of gratitude.
It was because it only took Zhao Yin a piece of cake to kill them, but in the end he saved their lives.
"The friendship between the human race and the Fiery Race will last forever!"
The Fiery Clan, who were leading the group, were still shouting loudly until they were far away from the valley.
Half an hour later, I could no longer sense any living being behind me.
He pouted: "What the hell!"
……
Zhao Yin stood in the void, with no elemental force supporting his feet, as if he was standing directly on a space barrier.
The practicality of the SSS-level space-related abilities once again made Zhao Yin feel delighted.
Just then...'Bang'!
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking in my ears.
Zhao Yin looked down and saw that the space cage that trapped the Soul-Eating Clan leader was actually broken.
The leader of the Soul Eaters abandoned his companions and fled out of the valley regardless of everything...
Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment.
His strength at this moment was already at the king level, and how powerful were the supernatural powers he used?
Even an ordinary mid-level demigod-level alien would have no chance of escape.
And that SSS-level Soul-Eating Clan was actually able to break through?
After Zhao Yin was stunned, he quickly waved his hand.
At this time, the fleeing Soul Eater leader showed excitement in his dead fish eyes. His twelve pairs of multi-jointed arms turned into twelve pairs of long legs, and swung out an afterimage...
Suddenly, a space cage descended in front of him again and enveloped him in an instant.
boom!
Its fat body hit the wall of the cage and was instantly bounced back, breaking one of its multi-segmented arms and letting out a miserable howl.
Zhao Yin snorted coldly, took a step forward, and came to the ground in the valley.
At this time, Qinglang and Wang Chunhua also walked over.
"Zhao Yin, these creatures are so ugly, why do we want to keep them?" Wang Chunhua said dissatisfiedly.
"I'm of great use!" Zhao Yin said perfunctorily.
The reason why Zhao Yin did this was, of course, because he was attracted by the powerful talents of the Spirit-Eating Clan.
The most important thing is that there is no powerful ethnic group behind them.
Zhao Yin could drive them with confidence without any worries.
Even if we cannot sign a contract, we can still give them a place to survive and negotiate with them.
The thousands of soul chains that Zhao Yin had obtained were capable of binding up to SSS-level life forms.
There's absolutely no problem locking them temporarily.
It’s just a pity that there are no treasures like slavery collars.
Otherwise, they will be like the corpse demon Zhang Jie, who is bound by a contract forever.
Zhao Yin had never seen a slavery collar in any of the major military supply offices in the Ninth Battlefield.
It seems that such rare treasures can only be found in the star crystals on Earth...
"The meat of insect-shaped creatures is the most delicious!" Wang Chunhua faced the leader of the spirit-eating tribe. She didn't know where she got such a strong appetite, she was drooling.
Upon hearing this, all the Soul Eaters struggled even harder in their cages.
Zhao Yin then realized that Wang Chunhua hated the Soul-Eating Clan so much that she wanted to kill them and eat them.
It's just the purest appetite, where does the dislike come from?
"You are not allowed to eat these spirit-eaters!" Zhao Yin warned hurriedly.
Wang Chunhua's eyes immediately showed disappointment.
Just then... bang!
Another crisp sound was heard, and Zhao Yin looked back. Another SSS-level Soul Eater had also broken through the space cage and was running away with its twelve pairs of legs spread out...
Before Zhao Yin had time to imprison her, Wang Chunhua had already rushed out.
Although her movement speed is as slow as a turtle for a god-level being, it is still a hundred times faster than an SSS-level life form.
Wang Chunhua instantly grabbed the spirit-eater and said, "Big bug, let me take a bite!"
She opened her mouth and bit off a piece of brown-red flesh, chewed it twice, and swallowed it: "Hmm, it's more delicious than the little gray rat sashimi!"
Zhao Yin hurried forward and snatched the spirit-eater away: "I told you, I'm very useful!"
"You're so stingy! I haven't finished eating yet!" Wang Chunhua disagreed.
After tasting the delicious food, her appetite seemed to have decreased.
Zhao Yin didn't dare to let the Soul Eaters take risks again. With a wave of his hand, he took them all into the core world and threw them directly into the Demonic Mud Plateau.
Wang Chunhua stared and snorted coldly.
"Mining, mining!" Zhao Yin no longer mentioned the Soul-Eating Clan, and skillfully summoned Liu Shun and others, as well as all the slaves.
Everyone took out their pickaxes and immediately started digging for amethyst ore in the valley.
"Wang Chunhua, you stay here to supervise!" Zhao Yin discussed with Wang Chunhua.
Wang Chunhua immediately grabbed Zhao Yin's hand nervously: "I want to go back with you, Zhao Yin, don't worry, I won't eat your baby!"
After hesitating, Zhao Yin could only nod helplessly.
"Brother Qinglang, you stay here to guard the miners. I'll be back later."
Qinglang nodded, and Zhao Yin no longer hesitated and took Wang Chunhua with him.
A surge of spatial force returned to the Demonic Soil Plateau.
At this moment, all the Soul-Eating Clan were bound in space cages by the clones of the Ancient Spirit.
Zhao Yin counted them and found there were forty-two in total.
Among them, there are thirty-six SSS-level lives and six SS-level lives!
All the Soul Eaters are still stubbornly hitting the space cage...
Even though they are covered in dark red blood...
It was as if they would rather die than be captured.
From beginning to end, Zhao Yin did not see any of the Soul-Eating Clan begging for mercy.
There is only fear and tyranny in them.
Zhao Yin observed carefully and finally saw clearly why his space cage was broken.
Every time the Soul-Eating Clan crashed into the barrier, a trace of rules was swallowed up. Their twelve pairs of man-eating plant-like palms had a big mouth in the palm.
As long as they come into contact with the rules of space, a thread of rules will immediately break away and be swallowed into their stomachs like eating noodles...
"Do you still have this ability?"
The more Zhao Yin looked at them, the more he liked them. Their two major superpowers were actually bagel-like.
I just don't know if the remaining corrupt and poisonous talents are just as strong?
At this moment, Zhao Yin completely understood...
Perhaps, the decline of the Soul Eaters was not only due to their shitty survival strategy and their garbage-like reproductive ability...
Perhaps, it has more to do with their powerful talents.
Just ask, how could those top clans tolerate the existence of such a powerful but disorganized clan?
Zhao Yin did not directly use the slave chains.
He hasn't tried the contract yet!
Zhao Yin had successfully signed contracts with the Tiannu tribe and the Mechanical tribe.
What if the Soul-Eating Clan can also make a contract?
Zhao Yin stretched out his hand, grabbed the Soul-Eating Clan leader, and pulled it out of the space cage.
The Soul-Eating Clan leader's eleven-and-a-half-inch, carnivorous plant-like mouth bit towards Zhao Yin's arm.
But it couldn't shake his defense.
Zhao Yin let it bite him madly, and stretched out his left hand directly to stretch out the soul chain, and forcefully inserted it into the center of the Soul Eater's eyebrows. The next moment, it entered the sea of consciousness.
A feeling of brutality and fear filled his entire sea of consciousness. Zhao Yin instantly locked onto the spirit curled up in the corner...