At this moment, the Spirit of Inheritance, whom even the Vermilion Bird Supreme of the Vermilion Bird Holy Land treated with the courtesy due an elder, had actually chosen to surrender!
There was no fight to the death, no furious denunciations, no recounting of the sect's generations of glory and honor.
It had chosen instead to bow and scrape in surrender.
This scene sent the Dao hearts of Suantian Dao Child and the others, who upheld the ideals of the immortal dynasty's noble bloodlines, churning like rivers and seas, unable to remain steady.
"The Vermilion Bird Holy Land is rather unexpected."
"Quite surprising."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ding asked, "Elder, have you ever surrendered to the Divine Dao and the Demon Race?"
"It did happen in history."
"It was merely to survive."
The Vermilion Bird Spirit asked, "Do you despise this?"
"Not at all."
"This lord personally could not do such a thing, but for a civilization, survival is stronger than anything else."
Jiang Ding shook his head slightly, without prejudice.
"I am merely curious. Since the Vermilion Bird Holy Land was so adept at reading the times, why was it still destroyed in history?"
"It seems not even traces remained."
"Sword Son,"
"That is not strange."
The Vermilion Bird Spirit smiled faintly. "No matter how pliant one's posture may be, there will always be powerful beings who dismiss it with contempt. Who would necessarily show excessive respect to a defeated weakling?"
"To kill or to accept are both ordinary."
"The Vermilion Bird Holy Land was equally cold and merciless toward the defeated. There is nothing strange about it."
"Besides, I seem to have just heard you say that the Phoenix Clan will become the ruler of the Vermilion Bird Star Domain in the future?"
The Vermilion Bird