Within a few steps, the Nineteenth Elder reached the peak of White Dragon Ridge and stood behind the three men.
"Bone Race Honored One, these three still have great use to my Eternal Devil Sect. I ask that you spare their lives." The Nineteenth Elder smiled faintly, then turned back to the three men and said, "You three betrayed the sect. Will you surrender yourselves, or shall I cripple all four of your limbs and destroy your cultivation before taking you away?"
The three men were scared witless by the Nineteenth Elder's words. Their legs went limp, and they collapsed to the ground, crying out in panic, "Elder, spare us..."
The Nineteenth Elder raised his hand and waved it. A gleaming golden rope flew out of his Storage Bag, binding the three men tightly before he prepared to take them away.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the Nineteenth Elder was about to take the three men away, the Bone Race Honored One shouted angrily.
The Nineteenth Elder stopped and asked with a smile, "Does the Bone Race Honored One have anything else to say?"
The Bone Race Honored One said coldly, "I only want to take one thing from them!"
The Nineteenth Elder chuckled. "Sorry, but I am here today. You won't be taking a single thing! I advise your race to remember that White Bone Battlefield is a place our Eternal Devil Sect's Ancestor, Su Yong, gifted you so that you could settle down and make a living. Out of pity for all living beings struggling to cultivate, our Ancestor once pleaded with the Evil Moon Sect to grant the Bone Race a chance to survive. For this, Ancestor Su Yong devoted himself utterly, opening this Cave Heaven battlefield. The Bone Race should be grateful beyond measure—how dare you harbor rebellious