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"Every second that you delay right now, there are countless cultivators dying. If you don't speak now, all of the cultivators will die!"1

The 9000 souls let out a roar, signaling Niu Thirteen to hurry up and speak.

Niu Thirteen's mind shook as he looked at the cultivators being slaughtered. He couldn't accept the fact that the heavens were going to die.

It wasn't easy for him to save the heavens, and now that the heavens had been killed right before his eyes, he couldn't accept it. He clenched his fists lightly. At this moment, his heart was in torment.

If he agreed to nine thousand souls, then the ten thousand tribe cultivators would not die. If he did not, then the ten thousand tribe cultivators would die, and the heavens would die, and Limitless would also die.

Although he didn't know if the 9000 Souls were lying to him, he was still willing to give it a try if he could really stop the cultivators from dying!

"Do you mean what you say?"

Finally, Niu Thirteen couldn't take the pressure any longer. He wasn't the savior, but he couldn't see the unparalleled beauty of the heavens dying just like this.

His figure appeared from the void. When his soul 9000 saw Niu Thirteen, a trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes, but he didn't move.

"If you agree, they won't die. You can try!"

The 9000 souls quietly looked at Niu Thirteen. There wasn't a trace of aura on them, indicating to him that they wouldn't attack him.

"Fine, I promise you, you can first make them stop the slaughter, then we can talk about the conditions again!"

Niu Thirteen took a deep breath and agreed to the condition of having a soul of 9000.

"No, tell me your conditions first!"

The 9000 Souls shook their heads. They were madly calculating in their hearts. If Hun Shang wanted to kill 10% of the ten thousand clansmen, he would not stop until he had killed 10%.

Right now, he hadn't killed even one tenth of them, so he couldn't agree to this. He was calculating the number of cultivators that were killed.

"Let them stop their slaughter first, so that I can believe you!"

He looked at the cultivators that were being massacred. He wasn't sure if the words of the soul 9000 were true or false.

If he agreed, the Soul Devouring Tribe would not stop their slaughter. Instead, they would kill all the cultivators of the ten thousand clans, and thus, he would be fooled by the nine thousand souls.

The 9000 souls looked at the battlefield. Almost 10% of the cultivators had been killed. He was still calculating. Then, he nodded and agreed to Niu Thirteen's request.

Then, he pointed to the sky as a pillar of light shot into the sky.

When the distant Hun Wushuang saw this pillar of light, she heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. Her soul sent out 9000 signals indicating that the Heaven Calamity Orb was fine.

On the battlefield, Hun Shang also saw the signal of 9000 souls. He took a look at the battlefield and saw that he had just killed 10% of the cultivators.

He quickly left the battlefield and returned to Hun Wushuang's side.

As soon as he left, the number of casualties among the thousands of surviving Cultivators instantly reached their limit. The remaining survivors looked in the direction in terror in which Hun Shang had fled.

Just now, everyone thought that Hun Shang would kill them all. Hun Shang was too terrifying. With so many of them, there was no way they could stop Hun Shang.

Now that Hun Shang had suddenly left, those who were still alive heaved a sigh of relief. Although they didn't understand why Hun Shang had left, it was good to be alive!

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