After Ying Sang Daiqiong finished speaking, the Ghost Gods of the Zhantian Divine Clan behind her wavered once more...
Boom!
In an instant, many Zhantian Ghost God Eonic Gods turned their gazes toward Yin Tiandi.
It was obvious that many members of the Zhantian Divine Clan did not want to fight. They did not want to make enemies of the Eight Divine Tribes for the sake of Li Tianming.
Although Li Tianming did control the foundation of their entire clan—the Hell Wheel—at this critical juncture, he might very well die soon!
That was the rumor spreading everywhere across the Zhantian Emperor Star during this period.
As long as Li Tianming died, the Ninefold Hell would return to the Zhantian Divine Clan!
Under such completely unverified and unreliable rumors, the fighting spirit of the Zhantian Divine Clan's Eonic Gods sank even further.
Faced with this situation, Yin Tiandi remained silent at first, then looked coldly at Motian Di. "What do you intend to do if I refuse to hand over those two things?"
Upon hearing this, Motian Di gave a chilling laugh. "Then the Eight Divine Tribes will have no choice but to declare the entire Zhantian clan traitors. We will convict the entire Zhantian clan and seize Zhantian. Only then can we safeguard the common interests and dignity of the Eight Divine Tribes!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ying Sang Daiqiong behind Yin Tiandi, along with many other Eonic Gods, all grew tense.
The fate of the entire Zhantian Divine Clan now rested in the hands of Yin Tiandi alone!
Yet faced with this situation, Yin Tiandi's expression remained cold and composed.
He stared deeply at Motian Di. "Back then, we stopped you in the Primordial Eternal Sand to prevent further bloodshed. Under that premise, our Zhantian Divine