Caught completely off guard, the Liling Clan Chief coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered forward several steps, nearly falling over.
"I am doing this for the sake of our three races. We have no chance of winning against the Heavenly Profound Holy Temple. Only by surrendering can we save the lives of our people."
The Ice Spirit Clan Chief, with a complicated expression, avoided the Glossy Spirit Clan Chief's gaze and spoke in a low voice.
Meanwhile, the Frost Spirit Clan Chief looked hesitant.
Seeing this, the Ice Spirit Clan Chief also advised him:
"We both know that we are no match for the Heavenly Profound Holy Temple. If we insist on resisting, the only outcome will be the annihilation of our entire clan. Think of the elderly, weak, women, and children in our clan; can you bear to watch them lose their lives because of this?"
The Frost Spirit Clan Chief frowned, his heart filled with agonizing struggle. He looked at the Ice Spirit Clan Chief, then at the injured Glass Spirit Clan Chief lying on the ground, and at the terrified faces of his clansmen around him. Finally, he sighed deeply, his expression somber, and said:
"That's enough, that's enough..."
Seeing this, Chi Liao revealed a smug smile, and looked at Dan Bingli helping up the Li Ling clan chief, he sneered:
"Look at you, the once high and mighty ancient Ice Emperor lineage is now nothing more than this. Even your own people know to assess the situation and have chosen to surrender."
As Chi Liao spoke, he strolled forward, his eyes full of mockery.
“If you obediently come with me, I might consider sparing your father and these people some physical suffering. Otherwise, I don’t mind torturing them to death one by one in front of you.”
Chi Liao stood still, looking down at Dan Bingli, his words carrying an undisguised threat.
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