Ao Jianshen stepped forward and said, "Mingyue, you must all live well. My death alone is nothing."
At this point, he understood that Green Flame Ancestor and the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan would not let the matter rest today.
Rather than let the entire clan be buried with him, he might as well sacrifice himself alone.
"Clan Leader!"
"I am willing to die in the Clan Leader's place!"
Several clan elders were deeply moved and spoke up one after another.
The enormous demon wolf shook his head and said coldly, "He must die."
Like a grim reaper delivering a final ultimatum, his tone was incomparably forceful.
If no one from the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan had been watching what was happening here, he could have considered showing some leniency. But with that person from the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan keeping an eye on this place, he could not be merciful.
The Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan's Clan Leader could only blame himself for failing to recognize the times. If he had agreed to the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan's conditions earlier, how would things have come to this?
Killing one Clan Leader was meant to make the entire Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan submit completely to the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan.
Without the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan to contend with them, the other great clans would surely not dare oppose them lightly. Then, the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan would inevitably dominate all of Northern Luzhou.
This was the struggle and cruelty of Demon Cultivator clans. As long as one was strong enough, one could make a powerful clan bow its head!
Refuse to bow? Simple—slaughter them to the last!
Compared to conflicts between cultivators, struggles among Demon Cultivator clans were even crueler. One misstep could mean the extermination of an entire clan!
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