The defeat of the Heaven-Reaching High Priest shattered the remaining indigenous warriors.
Within this small territory, as far as the eye could see, the Five Tigers, Little White, and Little Moon gave chase, leaving the natives with nowhere to run or hide.
After the Eastsea Falcon lowered its flying altitude, Yi Tian and the Little Kiddos jumped off its back.
"Surrender and you won't be killed! Your tribe will have the chance to ransom you back later. Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"
Yi Tian stood before the group of captives, holding a bow, and shouted.
Many had witnessed firsthand how this Lord easily crushed the Heaven-Reaching High Priest's Earth-Fire Giant, and were scared stiff.
But both the Heaven-Reaching Tribe and the Three-Eyed One-Horned Tribe knew that if they fell into the hands of this Lord, there was a chance to be ransomed.
Especially for the Three-Eyed One-Horned Tribe, this had already happened twice before.
