Not everything in this world could be measured by rational gains and losses.
There were always people who walked recklessly down the path of sacrifice, leaving behind a dazzling ray of hope for the universe and the age.
At this moment, Tai Yi was doing exactly that.
As a Demon Emperor, he refused to compromise even unto death.
He had originally had a chance to survive.
--As long as he surrendered, demonstrated his loyalty, and took the lead in suppressing any future resistance the Demon Clan might launch, an act carried out by the Demon Emperor himself could completely shatter the Demon Clan's last backbone and spirit.
The Emperor who had sworn allegiance had betrayed his entire people... From then on, who would dare fight to the death?
Would they not fear dying with regrets?!
Was it difficult for the Eastern Emperor to preserve his life by eating Demon Clan blood mantou and trampling over the countless corpses of the Demon Clan?
Not at all!
Even the Witch Clan, which had opposed him for so long and shared deep hatred with him... faced with such benefits, would happily agree. They might even put on a show.
A show of magnanimity.
The Ancestral Witches were broad-minded, while the Eastern Emperor had realized his mistakes and changed... They could play both the good cop and the bad cop.
The Demon Clan alone would foot the bill.
Although some Ancestral Witches shouted that they would fight the Eastern Emperor to the death, that only one of them could survive...
But if the other side offered enough, many things could still be negotiated!
The Ancestral Witches could secure a stable situation while someone else handled the dirty work.
The Eastern Emperor could preserve his useful life. After enough time passed, he might even shout