Who was going to acknowledge an ancestor?
We were clearly being targeted by a Dou Sheng powerhouse, and the situation was extremely dire, yet for some reason, I suddenly wanted to laugh.
Forcing down the smile on my face, I coughed dryly. "Green Luo seems to have a point. Since he possesses intelligence, why don't you all see whose ancestor he is? He's still here, so just go pay your respects and be done with it. There's no need to start fighting and killing."
The people from the Yan Clan, Lightning Clan, Stone Clan, and Ling Clan instantly looked at me strangely. Huo Zhi was especially speechless. "He may appear intelligent, but this is the Heavenly Tomb, where the dead are buried. He is ultimately already dead."
"An Energy Body that can speak only retains some obsessions from before death. He isn't truly the same as a living person. It's even more impossible to simply ask him to spare us."
"So that's how it is..."
I awkwardly rubbed my nose. Meanwhile, the Dou Sheng Energy Body had already slung his broadsword over his shoulder and slowly walked toward us, his eyes brimming with thick bloodlust and killing intent. "In that case, we can only fight him head-on. There are so many of us—we may not necessarily be his match!"
Ling Lingyao gritted his teeth. "Can't you use that move from before? It has already reached the level of a Dou Sheng. Only that kind of attack can harm a Dou Sheng powerhouse!"
Everyone present turned to look at me. Coming from the Ancient Eight Clans, they knew all too well just how terrifying a Dou Sheng's strength was.
Dealing with those mindless Energy Bodies was one thing, but against a Dou Sheng with clearly considerable intelligence, no number of Dou