The Patriarch was trampled

Hearing Chicken One's teasing, Phoenix Yingtian's face flushed crimson.

Half was from shame, the other half from anger.

He did want to reclaim his dignity, but definitely not in this manner.

Moreover, he was now severely injured.

Even with special trump cards, he had lost the power to fight.

"What do you want?"

His gaze was fixed on Chicken One.

If looks could kill, Chicken One would probably have been sliced into a thousand pieces by him already.

After all, this was the first being to call him ugly and still bounce around proudly in front of him.

Chicken One smiled.

He used his single wing like a hand, directly patting Phoenix Yingtian's face.

"Kid, you don't seem to recognize the situation!"

"Since that's the case, Chicken Lord will be merciful and inform you."

"You've been captured."

"Now, you have two choices!"

"Surrender, or die!"

A hint of shame and anger flashed in Phoenix Yingtian's eyes.

An ant-like existence actually dared to make him surrender.

Did they know what kind of existence he was?

The Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan!

Below one person, above ten thousand.

At his Peak, he was a Saint Realm Cultivator, ruling over tens of thousands of miles of territory, and a single word from him could determine the lives of countless Cultivators in the world. How lofty was he?

Phoenix Yingtian's chest heaved.

Rage surged in his heart.

For a moment, he truly wanted to disregard everything, even if it meant his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, to kill this common chicken on the spot.

However, just as he was about to act.

Eleven figures surrounded him.

It was precisely the Demon Generals who had changed their Physical Bodies in the Beast Clan Secret Realm.

The appearance of the Demon Generals made Phoenix Yingtian shiver all over, and reason once again took the high ground.

He couldn't win!

He simply couldn't win!

One Chicken One earlier had already made him feel extremely difficult to deal with.

What's more, now there were more than ten beings occupying the Physical Bodies of the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan.

He still had a brilliant life ahead of him.

The Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan still needed his leadership.

He still needed to follow the footsteps of the Old Ancestor and once again become the overlord of the Central Continent.

He couldn't die!

He still needed to preserve his useful body to contribute to the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan.

As soon as he thought of this.

He had an idea in his heart.

A great man can bend and stretch.

What if he feigned compliance for a while?

As long as the Old Ancestor made a move, he could suppress all demons and monsters.

Thinking of this!

He forced a grim smile onto his face.

"I am willing to surrender!"

This appearance made Chicken One quite surprised.

He had originally planned to threaten and intimidate him.

He didn't expect the other party to be so sensible.

He liked being able to subdue the opponent without any effort.

But Phoenix Yingtian's unwilling smile, he was very dissatisfied with.

"Smiling so reluctantly, anyone who didn't know would think I forced you."

"You make me doubt your sincerity!"

Phoenix Yingtian: "..."

Thousands of grass-mud horses galloped through his mind.

Under Chicken One's piercing gaze, he could only force himself to show a seemingly sincere smile.

"Is this enough?"

"Mm!"

Only then did Chicken One nod with satisfaction.

"Well done, but not good enough."

"What else do you need me to do?"

Phoenix Yingtian forcibly suppressed the humiliation in his heart and asked with his head bowed.

Chicken One: "You don't even want to call me Chicken Lord!"

"Do you think this is the attitude of surrender?"

Phoenix Yingtian: "..."

The hatred in his heart!

A common chicken, what virtue and ability did it have to make him call it 'Ye'?

"Hoo..."

His chest heaved.

Immense humiliation constantly assaulted his moral bottom line.

In the end, his molars were almost ground to dust, but he still couldn't utter the word 'Ye'.

"Hm?"

Seeing this, the Demon Generals took a step forward.

A hint of ill will appeared in their eyes.

Phoenix Yingtian trembled all over. He constantly comforted himself in his heart, constantly brainwashing himself.

"Everything is for the great future of the Clan."

"Endure, you must endure. The Old Ancestor couldn't endure it back then."

"Ji... Chicken Lord!"

"Ah!"

"That's more like it!"

Chicken One's eyes held a smile.

"Come, let me introduce you."

He led Phoenix Yingtian to Zhong Qing.

"This is our Master!"

"Aren't you going to greet him?"

Phoenix Yingtian looked at Zhong Qing in front of him, a slight shock in his heart.

He had seen Zhong Qing before, but hadn't paid him much attention.

In his opinion, he was just an ant, not worth his prolonged attention.

But now, it seemed that the other party, though only in his early twenties, could make a group of Venerable Realm beings so respectful.

This made him have to look at him with more respect.

"Master!"

They say that a bottom line, once broken, can be broken a second time.

Since he had already called him Chicken Lord, he didn't care about calling him Master anymore.

Anyway, everyone present, without exception, would inevitably suffer death and Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering once the Old Ancestor made a move.

Undeniably, Zhong Qing was indeed somewhat special.

But no matter how special, in front of the Old Ancestor, he couldn't stir up even a ripple.

Zhong Qing looked at Phoenix Yingtian in front of him and slowly took a sip of wine.

Then he said to Chicken One: "You've trained him well."

Zhong Qing's affirmation, for Chicken One, was undoubtedly an immense honor.

He was overjoyed.

He patted his chest and guaranteed: "Master, I will definitely redouble my efforts and train him into an obedient servant."

This sentence almost made Phoenix Yingtian break down on the spot.

But he still kept comforting himself.

After all, they were just a group of dying people, why should he bother with the dead!

What he needed to do was to protect himself before the Old Ancestor appeared.

Anger, undoubtedly, was the most useless emotion when in danger.

Just like that, a new member joined Zhong Qing's group.

It was just that this new member's status was somewhat low.

He had to call this one 'Ye' and that one 'Uncle'.

Even the two mounts had a higher status than him.

Was it humiliating?

For Phoenix Yingtian, it was naturally humiliating.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in Hell.

Every minute, every second was an agony.

But he firmly believed: suffering was only temporary.

The Old Ancestor would surely transform into light, illuminating the darkness and saving him from the sea of bitterness.

At the same time!

Above the sky.

A group of Three-Eyed Phoenix Hounds looked at each other.

This group of people were the ones who had monitored Zhong Qing and the others when they first entered the Beast Clan Secret Realm.

Although the Three-Eyed Phoenix Dog Ancestor had clearly stated that he would deal with Zhong Qing and his group after he came out of seclusion.

But Phoenix Yu, the leader of the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan, still had people monitor Zhong Qing's movements just in case.

"That person, he seems to be the Clan Chief!"

Someone said doubtfully.

"Take out 'seems'."

"That is the Clan Chief!"

At this moment, from their perspective.

Their own Clan Chief was being ordered around like a dog.

This made them somewhat unable to accept it for a moment.

How could this be?

How could this be?

The Clan Chief was the most prominent existence in the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan, besides the Old Ancestor.

Noble in identity, transcendent in status.

But now, what did they see?

They saw the pride and dignity of the Three-Eyed Phoenix Hound Clan being severely trampled underfoot.