Lu Ya's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I no longer have a chance to leave! Just as Dijiang said, the grudge between the Witch Race and the Demon Race runs too deep. They will not watch me leave like this."
A resolute expression appeared on Bai Ze's face.
He said in a deep voice, "The three of us will fight to the death together. At worst, all three of us will fall here!"
"But as the Crown Prince of the Demon Race, you absolutely cannot fall!"
"Otherwise, the Demon Race will truly be finished!"
It did not matter if Demon Gods fell. Among the Demon Race members who had escaped back then, there were still quite a few Great Luo Golden Immortals.
There were also some demons who had hope of attaining the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.
But nothing could happen to Taoist Lu Ya.
He possessed the Demon Summoning Banner and was also the Crown Prince of the Demon Race. As long as he remained alive, he could gather and command all demons at any time.
Only then would there be hope for the Demon Race to return to its former glory.
Humiliation filled Taoist Lu Ya's face. Abandon three Quasi-Saints to cover his retreat?
He could not bring himself to do such a thing.
He said in a deep voice, "Fight!"
Then he charged forward once more. Bai Ze let out a soft sigh at the sight.
If it had been Dijun and Taiyi, they would certainly have accepted such terms.
But the Crown Prince was clearly different. His experience was still too lacking, and he had never truly experienced the cruelty of the Primordial World.
To the Saints, their life-and-death struggle here was nothing more than a childish play!
Kunlun Mountain.
Jade Void