I Can See Your Combat Power

Even when up against the power of a Grandmaster, a warrior from the Fierce Realm would still fight back, and even in death, there ought to be traces of a last struggle of their Spiritual Power remaining in their bodies. However, they saw no such thing.

But the shock Mi Jin aimed to give them was not just this. He clapped his hands, and from the sea of clouds outside of the Pan Cloud Platform, several more phoenix feather guards appeared, their claws clutching captives they had seized from the battlefield.

The phoenix unceremoniously tossed the captives bound in iron chains onto the ground before flapping its wings and departing. The several clan heads were confused, unknowing of Mi Jin’s intentions, but before they could ask, they saw the martial artists who had been cursing at the Mi Family collapse in agony, their bodies convulsing continuously.

The clan heads were shocked and Pan Yang, in particular, covered his mouth and nose and rapidly retreated. He realized that these martial artists were reacting this way because they had inhaled the stench of the corpses. They had been standing aside for a while, could it be that they had already been deeply poisoned?

Seeing Pan Yang’s reaction, the other clan leaders quickly understood and cast angry looks at Mi Jin. Did he really plan to threaten them with the deadly poison just because they were unwilling to send more Martial Ancestors?

If that was the case, then they could only say that Mi Jin underestimated them. The angry powerhouses of the Fierce Realm were so violent in their spiritual shifts that the serving staff was frightened into grounding themselves in fear.

“The clan heads must not misunderstand.” Mi Jin stood and lifted his wine glass with a chuckle. “This deadly poison feeds on metal spiritual powers. For practitioners of metal techniques, the effects are extreme, but for all of you, it will be nothing more than an unpleasant stench.”

As Mi Jin spoke, he strode fearlessly towards the coffins, unfazed by the startling aura released by the Fierce Realm martial artists.

Seeing Mi Jin’s composure, the clan heads let their guard down and withdrew their auras. But Pan Yang was even more puzzled: “If we have such an amazing technique, why hasn’t the Mi Clan used it since the start of the war?”

The Tang Clan’s Heavenly Pathway Technique is a kind of metal technique. Whether it be the Extreme Mang Finger or Sky-picking Hand, both require extremely pure metal Spiritual Power to execute. Isn’t this deadly poison perfect for targeting the Tang Clan?

Pan Yang’s question exactly matched the doubts in everyone’s minds. If they had such a potent poison in their arsenal, the Mi Clan would have already broken through the North Mountain defense line and landed by now. How could they have been hindered by the Tang Clan at the outskirts of North Mountain?

“You all are unaware that this poison is not due to foreign substances, but using the greenwood qi as a trigger, with the spiritual essence and blood as foundations. The three corpses you see were the results acquired from the sacrifices of our clan’s elders.” Mi Jin threw the wine in his glass onto the ground, speaking with a gravity.

Everyone had originally thought that this was a poison specifically targeted against the Tang Clan, but now they knew it was actually a technique, which instantly sobered them up.

Who would like to gamble with their lives in combat if they could secure victory through normal methods, especially when the numbers were in their favor?

Mi Jin walked to the verge of the Pan Cloud Platform and threw his empty cup into the sea of clouds, then turned back to address the others: “The clan heads, I know you no longer want to fight, wanting to return to the peaceful days past, continuing to respect the Tang Clan’s territorial boundaries without overstepping. But now that Tang Zhi has obtained the resources of the Minor Spiritual Realm’s treasury and is getting close with the Ji Family of Beimang, do you truly think that the Tang Clan is as eager for peace as us?”

The representatives of the major clans fell silent. Since Tang Sen took over the First Head of the Martial Hall position, conflicts with the various families had increased. This Sect Head preferred to test powers rather than make any compromises or exchanges of interest.

Although Tang Sen was not domineering in his actions, always leaving room for negotiation, his lack of communication with the other families made it difficult for them to gauge the Tang Clan’s true intentions. Especially after the incident involving the four small families in West City, it made all the clans of Xiling weary of this new Sect Head of the Tang Clan.

It was often said that ‘silence is golden’, but having a Sect Head who preferred to show strength rather than talking was not good for the Tang Clan’s image among the families over the recent years.

Moreover, the existence of Prince Luo, who had already slain two of Xiling’s leading talents, made it hard to believe that the Tang Clan was a peace-loving family. Hence, it was hard to refute Mi Jin’s words.

However, when it came to going all out against a strong clan like the Tang Clan, the various clan heads felt somewhat intimidated. Even if they beat the Tang Clan in the end, all of them would inevitably be severely weakened. What would they gain from that?

Seeing the hesitation of the crowd, Mi Jin continued: “Gentlemen, the Tang Clan is cruel and likes to flout military rules. Only by joining forces can we eradicate this shameful family. I, Mi Jin, hereby promise on behalf of the Mi Clan, that for twenty years after the elimination of the Tang Clan, our clan will refrain from any aggression and focus on cultivating our strength. All secret techniques and arts acquired from the Tang Clan will be shared with you. Within three days of taking down the Tang Clan’s territory, all captured resources will be privately distributed!”

Even though they had already witnessed Mi Jin’s generosity, these favourable conditions still came as a surprise.

Since the start of the war, all the elixirs, spirit armors, and Xuanji Jades provided to the martial ancestors of each clan were supplied by the Mi Clan. They also provided the best treatment for all wounded warriors in their Medicine Valley. As a founding clan, the Mi Clan was already extremely generous to these newly emerged clans. However, the conditions Mi Jin currently proposed vastly exceeded their expectations.

For any clan, techniques and resources were always of utmost importance. As long as they were willing to propagate, they could increase their population each year. Therefore, the conditions offered by the Mi Clan represented a fundamental transformation for each clan, not just a bit of benefit.

Before Mi Jin had even finished speaking, several clan heads were already tempted. After all, as long as they had time, training a Martial Ancestor was not difficult. But ancient secret techniques always held an irresistible allure. Yet since they had a prior secret meeting where they agreed to withdraw from this war, they felt it was dishonorable to dive right back in after hearing Mi Jin’s promises.

After all, the power of one or two clans alone could not determine victory or defeat. Unless all seven clans stood together, they could not form another combined force of thirty Martial Ancestors.

Some clan heads were wavering, others were more convinced. After hearing Mi Jin’s words, Pan Yang was the first to step forward, declaring loudly: “As the clan head of the Mi Clan, Mi Jin understands the greater good. How could the Pan Clan lag behind? By midday tomorrow, we will send three teams of Martial Ancestors to the gathering point to join the battle. We pledge to eradicate the monstrous Tang Clan and bring back a bright sky for Xiling!”

With his leading example, the other clans couldn’t lag behind:

“The Bai Clan is willing to additionally send two teams of Martial Ancestors.”

“The Wan Clan has three Martial Ancestor teams left. Let’s send them all to join the battle!”

“Bie Clan, two teams!”