C727 Slaughter
Qin Tian looked at the crying woman. He knew that this feeling of being connected by blood... He wouldn't lie. This woman must be his mother. He looked at the crying woman and subconsciously said, "Mother!"
Yates instantly heard Qin Tian call her mother. Yath's emotions were stirred up instantly. Tears flowed down her face like a broken dam.
In an instant, Yas rushed towards Qin Tian with excitement. Her speed was as fast as lightning. Before anyone could react, she had already arrived in front of Qin Tian. After that, she hugged Qin Tian with excitement, hugging him tightly.
"Little Tian, it really is Little Tian. Wuu... Wuu... Wuu..." Yass' tears kept falling like rain.
In an instant, she buried herself on Qin Tian's shoulder and cried out loud.
Bean-sized tears kept falling down from Yates' eyes. In an instant, a large piece of clothing on Qin Tian's shoulder was wet.
At this moment, Qin Tian, who was being hugged by Yates, saw how excited his mother was. He hugged himself and cried loudly. When Qin Tian heard the crying, his eyes couldn't help but turn red. Qin Tian also reached out and tightly hugged his mother. Qin Tian felt that being hugged by his mother made him feel as if he was a Buddha statue that had returned to his home. He felt very happy.
The more Yass cried, the louder she cried. The more she cried, the more miserable she became. It was as if she wanted to let go of all the grievances she had suffered over the past ten years, the longing that had accumulated in her heart over the past ten years. It was as if she was crying. No matter who it was, when they heard Yates crying, their hearts ached. It was also very uncomfortable.
Everyone in the square was silent. They were all looking at the mother and son who were hugging each other tightly. On the square, many female disciples of North Cold Sect were crying like this when they saw Yates. Their eyes couldn't help but turn red, and their hearts ached.
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At this moment, in a Small Sects hundreds of millions of kilometers away from the Ming Yang Zong, there was a storm of blood.
A dozen martial cultivator in black robes rushed into the Small Sects from all directions and started a massacre.
These dozen or so martial cultivator in black robes would kill anyone they saw. Furthermore, each martial cultivator was very powerful, and all of them were Mortality Transcending Stage martial cultivator.
As for the Small Sects in Stellar Core World, it was the strongest martial cultivator in the sect. He was only at the Mortality Transcending Stage. There were countless of such Small Sects in Stellar Core World. There were very few powerful warriors in the Small Sects, and the strongest one was... In other words, he was only at the Nine-star Mortality Transcending Stage Peak.
One should know that in the Stellar Core World, not all sects were very strong. Not all sects were filled with experts.
The sects were also divided into different grades. There was the Long Sky Sect, the Super Sect. The Ming Yang Zong and the North Cold Sect were high grade sects. There were some other medium-sized sects. Of course, there were also some Small Sects.
It could be said that the difference in strength between these sects was huge. There were countless experts in Super Sect, and there were also many high grade sects. Of course, a large portion of the resources in the Stellar Core World were also under their control. These were the resources of the Super Sect and the high ranked sects.
The difference between the strength of a medium grade sect and a high grade sect was huge. It was more than a hundred times.
The Small Sects, on the other hand, was even weaker, struggling at the bottom. Now, even if it was a core disciple of a high grade sect, he would be able to destroy a Small Sects.
From here, one could imagine how huge the difference in strength between different grades of sects was.
The Stellar Core World was incomparably huge. It was unknown how many people there were in the boundless territory. Therefore, there were countless Small Sects living in the Stellar Core World. It was very easy to build a Small Sects. As long as a martial cultivator had the strength of a Four-star Mortality Transcending Stage or above. Furthermore, he had fought in the Void Battlefield before, which meant that he could smoothly establish a Small Sects.
Compared to a high ranked sect, the strength of these Small Sects could be compared to the strength of a high ranked sect. Of course, they were very weak. Therefore, the disciples recruited by the Small Sects were very relaxed. Of course, it was not as strict as the recruitment of disciples by high grade sects.
Many of the disciples in the Small Sects were also very few. After all, the resources in the Small Sects were limited. It was impossible for them to recruit as many disciples as high grade sects or Super Sect.
Furthermore, the disciples recruited by the Small Sects weren't just limited in number, but also in terms of talent. Compared to the disciples of medium-sized sects, high grade sects, or Super Sect, the talent of these disciples couldn't be compared at all.
It could be said that the more talented a disciple was, the less likely they would join the Small Sects. This was because the resources of the Small Sects were too little. Furthermore, when many people chose to join a sect, their first choice was... They would all choose a better sect.
Most people wanted to join the Super Sect or a higher grade sect. This was because the strength of this sect was very strong. It provided them with cultivation resources. It would also be better in a high level sect or in the Super Sect. The growth potential of a martial cultivator would be even greater.
Many young men who were killed by high grade sects or middle grade sects... Their final choice would fall into the Small Sects. In Stellar Core World, the rules for recruiting disciples were always the same. Those youths, after going through layers of screening from high and medium-sized sects. The last remaining young men were all young men with low talent.
Therefore, the disciples recruited by the Small Sects were all young men with low talent.
This group of Mortality Transcending Stage martial cultivator were extremely strong. All of them were at least Four-star Mortality Transcending Stage martial cultivator. Therefore, these Black Robe Warrior had killed all the disciples in this sect, and none of them had the ability to fight back.
Many of the people in Small Sects were no match for these martial cultivator warriors. Furthermore, these martial cultivator warriors killed with a single punch and kick. When their fists hit the flesh, they simply didn't use the spiritual energy in their bodies. The way they killed people was extremely cruel, as long as it was someone who was hit by them. The body would be directly shattered. The organs of the body, the internal organs... In an instant, they would fly everywhere.
The entire sect was like a prison, incomparably terrifying and bloody.0
These dozen or so Black Cloaked Man were like a huge harvester, pushing and pushing from the Small Sects to the deeper parts of the sect. Next to them were corpses.
These Black Cloaked Man didn't say anything, they were just killing people. No matter how loud these disciples of the Small Sects were shouting, it didn't matter. They remained indifferent. And because of the huge difference in strength between the two of them... Even if this man from the Small Sects wanted to escape, he wouldn't be able to do so.
The people of this sect were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, constantly being killed.
Soon, this group of Black Cloaked Man had arrived in the main hall of the sect.
At this moment, there was an old man sitting in the main hall. And this old man was the Sect Master of Small Sects.
This Sect Master from the Small Sects was an old man in his twilight years.
At this moment, this old man looked at the group of Black Robe Warrior in front of him, and a gloomy smile emerged on his face.
This old man knew that this group of Black Robe Warrior was just too powerful. Every Black Cloaked Man was stronger than him, Sect Master. Even he, Sect Master, was facing any one of these Black Cloaked Man. He was not a match for any of them. Not to mention the disciples in their sect.
Therefore, the old man had discovered this group of Black Robe Warrior a long time ago. He also knew that they were massacring his disciples.
However, even if this old man knew about this situation, he could only sit in this hall. There was nothing he could do as he watched this group of Black Robe Warrior massacring his disciples. He didn't plan to escape because he knew that... No matter what he did, he wouldn't be able to escape.
The difference in strength was too great. Forget about resisting, even fleeing was an extravagant hope. Regarding this, this old man also deeply understood.
At this moment, this old man felt a wave of pain in his heart as he looked at the blood stains on Black Robe Warrior's black robes.
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