"Wait."
Mu Guibai reached out to stop him. "Although Changsheng wiped out the main forces of the Golden-Eyed Demon Kingdom and the Kanglong Demon Country single-handedly, that does not mean this war is over.
The other four battlefields are still locked in stalemate. We urgently need the demon race's attack plans and troop deployments. He will still be useful alive."
"How can the demon race's words be trusted? I say we kill him." Shi Potian glared resentfully at the Dujiao Demon King crouching in the corner.
In just a few days since the war began, the Heavenly Meridian Sect had already suffered hundreds of disciple casualties. Zhao Di, the former sect leader and the youngest Golden Core True Person in the sect, had fallen in the first battle. Bai Yan had also been severely injured. Among Great Qi's several major Golden Core forces, they had suffered the greatest losses.
That alone would have been one thing, but this sudden demon race assault had left the Heavenly Meridian Sect's defenses severely lacking. A group of affiliated forces within their territory had likewise suffered heavy losses. He wanted nothing more than to grind these damned demons to dust and scatter their ashes.
Hearing this, the Dujiao Demon King immediately felt a chill at his neck. He hurriedly pleaded, "As long as you let me go, I will tell you everything I know without holding anything back. I can swear a Heavenly Dao Oath."
Chen Zhongfang shook his head, his voice somewhat hoarse. "Killing this demon will do no good. Lock him up for now. The most urgent matter is to determine whether there are any fish that slipped through the net within Great Qi, organize people to aid the wounded, and tally the casualties. We must first stabilize the rear area; only