Ice Plains Heavenly Monarch fell silent for a moment.
Was the Human Race Heavenly Monarch merely putting on a show, or did he truly have the heart to stand by and watch every Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivator die?
She asked herself this in her heart.
The answer immediately appeared.
He truly would.
This Human Race Heavenly Monarch had, immediately after his breakthrough, slain a late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator of his own race, devoured his territory, and massacred and purged his lineage without the slightest hesitation.
Humans were the most despicable and cruel race she had ever seen. No matter the time or place, no matter their cultivation level, they tirelessly fought among themselves, never stopping until an absolute ruler emerged victorious.
The other Demon Race True Lords were one thing, but the Ice Phoenix Clan had great difficulty reproducing, and her daughter was...
"Ten years."
"I will give you ten more years, Daoist."
Ice Plains Heavenly Monarch said coldly, "If my daughter has not been returned after ten years, I will begin slaughtering human cultivators. It will not end until one side is dead."
"Whether you care or not, that is what will happen."
She directly laid down her terms, looking utterly unwilling to accept threats, making it impossible to tell whether this was strategic intimidation or her genuine conviction.
Perhaps she had already made this preparation when she allowed Ice Phoenix True Lord to go out and gain experience.
If her daughter died, she would grieve, suffer, and it would create a tremendous crisis for the continuation of her race, but that was not a reason to be threatened!
More than ten thousand years of life experience had taught her that the more she compromised, the more dangerous the final outcome would be, including for Ice Phoenix