Wind Clan Emperor, Shen Clan Emperor...
These "Divine Tomb dogs" trapped to death within the Antian Imperial Manor looked at the tens of millions of Chaos Ghosts surrounding them, the few million remaining warbeasts, the Antian Clan warriors, and the beastmasters of the Wu and Sen Clans. One by one, they wept bitter tears.
Their earlier mockery and ridicule had now turned into boomerangs.
"Li Tianming! Supreme Emperor! Antian Clan Emperor!"
The Wind Clan Emperor's face flushed red, his entire body trembling. Together with the Shen Clan Emperor, the two old men shakily knelt before Li Tianming and said, "Earlier, our two clans were coerced by the Divine Tomb Cult. We had no choice but to fall under their control and be forced to come here; it was truly beyond our control! As fellow imperial clans of Xuanyuan, we hope the three of you can understand the hardships of our two clans!"
"That's right! The Divine Tomb Cult is overwhelmingly powerful and suppressive. Our two clans were besieged because we supported you, and we truly had no choice but to employ a delaying tactic. Fortunately, we did not cause any losses or casualties to the Antian Clan or the Divine Beast Imperial Army. Otherwise, even we would find it impossible to forgive ourselves..." the Shen Clan Emperor said.
"We hope the three of you, for the sake of our shared kinship, will let today's conflict end here! From this point on, our two clans will surely fight shoulder to shoulder with all of you, sharing life and death, driving out the Divine Tomb Cult, and restoring the mountains and rivers of Xuanyuan!" The Wind Clan Emperor spoke in a trembling voice, his expression looking rather sincere.
As for the other Wind Clan and Shen Clan powerhouses, having seen with their