"So, who wants to become a god? The number of places is limited, everyone should seize the opportunity..."Yun Shibao flipped his palm, took out a stack of Heavenly Dao Agreements from the Ten Thousand Realms warehouse, and placed them on the table.

This Heavenly Dao Agreement was purchased by Yun Shibao from Yang Kaishan, once the lords of these clans signed this kind of agreement, even if they died, their successors must fulfill the terms of the agreement, otherwise they would definitely die and turn into ashes.

This is how the Lich and other races control their subordinate races.

"This... This lord, if our Wuyi clan is willing to become a subordinate race of the human race, will you really give me a place for righteousness? An old man with a thin body and gray hair said weakly.

"Wuyi tribe?" When Yun Shibao heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

He once bought a biography of the Wan Clans from Yang Yongxin, which had a record of Wuyi.

The Wuyi Clan, the race born in the Sixth Era, is composed of five tribes: the Mountain Clan, the Fire Clan, the Wind Clan, the Thunder Clan, and the Clan. (Note: The Overworld has gone through a total of seven epochs, and it is currently the seventh era, the Immortal Era)

However, after successively rejecting the solicitation of the pre-era clans such as witches and demons, the Wuyi clan was jointly suppressed by the major clans, and the clansmen could only flee like rats.

Even by the end of the Sixth Age, the Wuyi clan was almost extinct, but I didn't expect it to pop up again at this time.

"Naturally, take it seriously, clearly mark the price, and there is no deception for children." Yun Shibao pointed to the wooden plaque on the table, and as he spoke, a stream of chaotic true qi poured out from his fingertips, entrusting a piece of the Heavenly Dao Agreement marked in general characters to the old man.

"The vassal tribes need to move to the Terran territory..."

"The vassal clan unconditionally obeys the suzerain's recruitment..."

…

"The Terrans provide basic resources and conditions for the survival of the subordinate races..."

"The Terrans will provide a main city for the vassal clans..."

"In the event of an attack from outside, the Terrans will send troops to provide shelter for them..."

…

“… I'll sign..."After reading the Heavenly Dao agreement tremblingly, the old man's pale face showed a hint of flushing, and he looked excited.

The so-called Qianjin buys Magu, Yun Shibao has extremely favorable conditions for this first batch of subordinate clans, except for some necessary restrictions, they are almost given equal treatment with the human race.

After experiencing the danger of the extinction of the Sixth Age, the old man had long lost the determination of his ancestors to lead the clan to become the protagonist of the era, and he now only hoped to leave a place for his people to survive.

However, because the Wuyi clan rejected the witches, demons and other clans in the last era, the rest of the pre-era clans will not contain the Wuyi clan at all in order not to offend the lich and other clans.

Even some small clans will deliberately suppress and slaughter the Wuyi clan in order to curry favor with the lich and other clans.

It is no exaggeration to say that although the Great Wilderness Continent is large, there is almost no place for the Wuyi clan.

Now there was suddenly an extra thigh that forced the lord of the great clan before the Lich and other epochs to temporarily retreat, and the desperate old man couldn't care about whether this thigh was thick enough.

As he spoke, the old man picked up the wolf hair on the table and signed the names of himself and the clan.

"Hum..."The agreement spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into a pile of ashes, and the master-slave contract officially took effect.

Seeing this, Yun Shibao waved his palm, and the old man of the Wuyi clan was pushed to the center of the Four Elephants Altar by a gentle force.

The eyes of the twelve statues on the edge of the altar of the four elephants shot golden light, enveloping the old man...

"Nine songs, the patriarch of the one thousand and one hundred and fifth generation of the Wuyi clan, see the master..."A day later, the golden light dispersed, and a young man with a face like a knife and a sword eyebrow walked out of the golden light and stood behind Yun Shibao.

"Hmm..."Yun Shibao nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the Lord of the second subordinate clan to the altar.

…

Three months later, when Yun Shibao came out of the teleportation array in the center of Ascending Heaven City with one hundred and nine of his subordinates, the originally crowded streets had become a little desolate, and those clans who had found nothing on the way to Heaven had already left Ascending City.

"Brother Yun, why did you just come out, something big is going to happen..."As soon as Yun Shibao walked out of the teleportation array, Yang Kaishan greeted him with a solemn expression, it was obvious that he had been waiting here for a long time.

Behind Yang Kaishan, the female slaves such as the Frost Witch also looked solemn.

"What's going on?" Yun Shibao raised his eyebrows and asked with some confusion.

"The world, it's about to be upgraded..."Yang Kaishan whispered.

Yes, the world has been upgraded, the advantages of each great race will gradually be revealed, the teleportation array to the Great Wilderness Continent is about to open, the gods and main gods of the races before each epoch will come like dumplings, and the golden development period of the human race is coming to an end...

"Ding Dong, the main world is upgraded, and the legendary world reincarnation function is opened..."

As if to verify Yang Kaishan's words, almost as soon as his voice fell, the sound of the self-service reincarnation machine in Yun Shibao's head sounded.

At the same time, the feeling of depression that had been pressing on Yun Shibao's heart before disappeared instantly, and Yun Shibao's momentum soared dozens of times.

With the upgrade of the main world, Yun Shibao finally broke through the fifth order and became a god, and the lords of the nine subordinate races and the lords of the hundred mercenary races behind him also broke through one after another and became a fifth-order god.

Including Yun Shibao, one hundred and ten gods, this force is definitely a terrifying existence in the 100,000 island area of the East China Sea today.

"Brother Yang, is there any way to make the race that does not have the Immortal Source to suppress the luck avoid this Chosen Disaster?"

Ignoring the sound of the self-service reincarnation machine, let alone having the heart to experience the surging power in his body, Yun Shibao looked at the sky that was suddenly red, and his expression was solemn.

He knew that the second Chosen Calamity, the Fire Rain Meteorite Tribulation, was coming.

At that time, the meteorite will fall from the sky, and under the wrath of the sky, there will be no one in ten races, and Yun Shibao does not want these little brothers he just received not to die on the battlefield of demons, dragons and other clans, but to die in the catastrophe.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, except for the source of immortality, there is no way to make the rest of the races escape the disaster of the chosen one...",

Yang Kaishan's words made Yun Shibao's brows furrow.

"Master don't worry too much, we have signed a heavenly agreement with the human race and become a subordinate race of the human race, and our luck has long been connected with the human race, so we can avoid the disaster of the chosen one..."

Hearing this, Yun Shibao's face looked better, and as for those hired races, Yun Shibao could only say that he was powerless.

After all, with Yang Kaishan's identity, he didn't need to lie to himself about this kind of thing, he said that there was no way, that is, there was no way.

(End of chapter)