"Prince Lin Bai, spare us!"
These seven or eight Black-Robed Men were sent tumbling to the ground by Elder Shen Yuan's overwhelming power. Blood immediately sprayed from their mouths, and their faces went deathly pale.
Even the masks they wore had been deliberately shattered by Elder Shen Yuan, revealing their true faces.
Lin Bai studied them for a moment and saw that most of the seven or eight warriors were middle-aged or older. Two or three were even white-haired, twilight-aged elders.
Lin Bai could not help sighing twice inwardly, his heart filled with emotion. At such an age, instead of living out your remaining years in your clans and sects, you still ran out to stir up trouble?
The seven or eight men lay on the ground, begging for mercy without pause. Lin Bai seemed to have grown tired of hearing it long ago, so he waved his hand and said:
"I need your identities and backgrounds, as well as your network of contacts with the Demon Subjugation Alliance. The more detailed, the better."
"Are you going to confess on your own?"
"Or should I beat you half to death first, then let you confess slowly?"
The seven or eight warriors showed fear at his words. Though they hesitated somewhat, they quickly nodded and agreed.
"We're willing to provide the information."
Hearing that they were willing to talk, Lin Bai nodded in satisfaction, then muttered a few words inwardly:
The Demon Subjugation Alliance really was an alliance cobbled together at the last minute. Its warriors aren't particularly loyal to it.
That works out nicely.
Lin Bai then listened as they explained their backgrounds. Only afterward did he continue:
"I'll give you a chance. You can personally write a letter, and I'll have Devil Palace warriors deliver it to your clans