After the sea tribe controlled the sea water and sent them to the shore, they turned around and disappeared into the seabed.

Before everyone could react and consider whether to take the opportunity to escape, a group of six humans, led by a gloomy-looking bald old man, walked through the woods on the island and appeared in front of them.

The bald old man's cultivation is at the eighth level of Qi training, and the remaining six people are basically at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi training.

All seven of them had their arms bare, exposing their bronzed and explosive muscles. They were surrounded by various magic weapons. Their spiritual power was surging, their eyes were sharp, and they were filled with a sense of oppression that could not be concealed.

"Why are there so few people this time? These sea people...ah!"

Behind the bald old man, a middle-aged man with swollen eyes and a crooked mouth saw that there was a big gap between the number of people and the expected number, so he said in a disrespectful tone. As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the bald old man whipped him in the face, and he let out a miserable sound.

Call.

"My lords haven't left yet, do you want to die?"

"Yes, sorry!"

The middle-aged man with swollen eyes covered his face, lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.

"You guys come with me!"

The bald old man glanced at everyone, said something, then turned around and walked back.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't move for a moment.

"You guys are rubbish! Didn't you hear me?"

When the six people saw that the crowd was motionless, they took out a whip and struck it on everyone.

"ah!"

"Who are you? Why are you beating us?"

"We are all humans, what do you mean?"

Some people tried to resist, but ended up facing even more brutal whippings.

The person with the highest level of cultivation among them was at the fourth level of Qi training, and was no match for these six people. He was beaten for a while and screamed again and again, and soon some people began to beg for mercy.

"From now on, when you are on this island, your life is ours. You can do whatever we ask you to do. If you dare to disobey, we will beat you to death!"

The six people looked ferocious, and everyone was so frightened that they dared not speak.

"Why don't you follow my lord and wait to die?"

Bang!

Another whip was struck, and everyone could only follow the bald old man obediently.

"Huh? Why is there still one lying here?"

After everyone walked away, the six of them found Wang Yang lying on the ground, covered in charred black, with doubts in his eyes.

"Brothers, I'm injured and can't move!"

Wang Yang smiled bitterly.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, so call your eldest brother first.

One of them squatted down, put his hand on him, and used his spiritual power to check.

"He was seriously injured. Even if he survives, he will still be a useless person. How about just leaving him here?"

The man said.

"This is brought by the Lord of the Sea Tribe. Wouldn't it be a bad idea to leave it here?"

"Wait a moment, let me ask the adults!"

One of them caught up with the bald old man who had walked not far away and told him about Wang Yang's situation.

The bald old man did not expect to encounter such a situation. He waved everyone to stop, turned around and walked to Wang Yang to check again with his spiritual power.

"The meridians are messed up, the aura is mixed, and the power of thunder and lightning is still there. How can you still be alive like this? This kid's life is really tough!"

The bald old man examined Wang Yang's body and marveled.

When someone in the crowd heard what the old man said, his eyes couldn't help but flicker, and then he began to look at Wang Yang secretly.

"Boss, it looks like he forced his way into the hurricane zone and was struck by thunder. He was just lucky enough not to be struck to death on the spot! But even if he survives like this, he's still a waste. It's better to find a place to bury him!"

The middle-aged man who was slapped in the face said with some disgust.

After hearing what this person said, Wang Yang hurriedly said: "Senior, I am born with a strong physique, and there may be a chance of recovery."

The bald old man ignored his excuse, turned to look at the calm sea, shook his head and said: "We don't have enough manpower now, so we should take him back first. If we really can't recover, we'll kill him later!"

After saying that, he used the hand-kneading technique to cast a high-level healing technique on Wang Yang.

A white spiritual light shrouded Wang Yang's body, and his skin that was charred black by lightning began to fall off, revealing the bumpy pink and tender skin inside.

He was severely burned, not only on his body but also on his head. There was almost no good spot on his body.

After being treated by the healing technique, his appearance not only did not become better-looking, but instead became more frightening. In his previous life, he was completely disfigured. He will not be able to think about his wife in the future.

The bald old man checked Wang Yang's body again, frowned and stood up.

The healing technique can only treat external injuries and has little effect on internal injuries. Even if he used treatment on Wang Yang every day, it would not have much effect.

"Okay! Find two people to carry him, let's go!"

After saying that, the bald old man continued to walk to the center of the island, while his men pulled two people and forced them to carry Wang Yang.

Everyone walked through rows of neatly planned unknown fruit trees and arrived at the center of the island.

There were a large number of stone houses here. The six people randomly found an empty house and drove everyone in.

"You stay here today, and I will arrange things for you tomorrow! Don't think about escaping, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

The two people who were forced to carry Wang Yang were no longer polite when they saw the six people leaving. They raised their hands and threw Wang Yang aside, causing Wang Yang to grin again.

But under the current situation, he dared to get angry but did not dare to speak.

Thinking about how powerful I was before, I feel really frustrated now.

Fortunately, after receiving treatment from the bald old man, he could barely move his hands and feet, forced himself to sit up, and leaned against the corner.

Others gathered together and began to speculate and discuss.

Some people still want to escape, while others think they should check the situation first.

Originally, they were worried about being eaten by the Sea Tribe. After looking at the situation, it seemed that they were not. It was better to die than to live. Some people were no longer as extreme as before.

No matter what, no one has the courage to go out from here for the time being.

It was evening soon, and everyone's stomachs began to growl as they had not had a meal in several days.

Snap!

The door was pushed open, and two of the six people who had brought them came in carrying a wooden barrel half as tall as a person.

It contains a black-yellow semi-solidified liquid.

"This is your meal today!"

After saying that, the two of them put down the barrels without being particular. They threw more than a dozen wooden bowls and wooden kettles directly on the ground. They turned around and left the house and closed the door again. The whole process was like feeding pigs.

After the two people went out, the dozen or so people in the room looked at each other, and then started fighting over the rice bowl and Kuaizi. After finishing the fight, they started fighting over the unknown food.

Wang Yang's stomach was also growling with hunger. He didn't know how many days he had been unconscious. Anyway, his body was extremely weak now, and the injuries on his body had consumed his physical energy. His hunger level was no worse than that of others.

It's just that in his current situation, let alone competing with everyone, it's already a miracle that he can climb to the edge of the barrel.

The food in the bucket shouldn't be some high-level spiritual material. In addition, everyone had been hungry for who knows how many days, so their appetite increased greatly. Soon the bucket of food was all eaten, and some people hugged the bucket and licked it.

Wang Yang could only sit on the side and watch helplessly. He had never been so humble before.

At this moment, a young woman with rare short hair and pretty features in the crowd walked up to him carrying a wooden bowl and squatted down.

"I still have half a bowl of rice here, do you want to eat it?"

"want!"

When people are extremely hungry, they have no face or dignity at all.

Wang Yang didn't care what the woman wanted to do, as long as he gave her something to eat.

When Wang Yang agreed, the woman didn't say anything and handed the bowl over.

After Wang Yang took it, he wolfed it down. To be honest, the taste of the food was not very good, and there was still fine sand in it.

But for hungry people, it is already delicious.

The woman looked at him with interest.

After eating, Wang Yang's stomach finally felt better and he gained some strength.

"If you need my help, just ask, as long as I can do it." Wang Yang said as he handed the wooden bowl back.

"How can you help me like this? I just see you as pitiful."

The woman smiled and shook her head, took the wooden bowl and turned around to leave.
Chapter completed!