Yu Yuanzhen, Ning Zhenyuan, and the others were pale as death.
If the continent were destroyed, their clan and loved ones would cease to exist.
The madness in Asura God's eyes grew increasingly intense.
"Yu Xiaoheng, didn't you want to protect your clan?"
"Didn't you want to change this world?"
"Now, I will give you two choices."
"First, surrender without resistance and return to the God Realm with us for judgment. I will spare this continent."
"Second, keep resisting, then watch your father, your clan, and every living being on this continent go to hell with me!"
Asura God used the fate of the continent to force Yu Xiaoheng to bow his head.
Yu Xiaoheng stood in the void, looking at the crazed Asura God as he cursed inwardly.
What a lunatic driven into a corner.
He was not a man of boundless compassion. He viewed the empire and the forces that had surrendered as mere tools of rule, while his protection of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was largely born of blood ties.
If he had been alone, he could have simply left and ventured into the depths of the starry sky in pursuit of greater power.
But he absolutely did not want the foundation he had built over five years to be destroyed in a single day.
Nor did he want Yu Yuanzhen and those who trusted him to die in such humiliation.
The atmosphere in the sky was oppressive to the extreme.
The gods stared at Yu Xiaoheng, waiting for his choice.
The soul masters below looked up, hope mingling with despair. Their fates rested entirely on a single thought from him.
"Xiao Heng, don't worry about us!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared sternly.
"There are no cowards in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
"We must never