From the moment Luo Feng made his move to the suppression of the Ninth Ancestor, very little time had passed. The Lion Ancestor saw it all, yet there was nothing he could do.
Only despair showed in his eyes.
"Luo Feng, name your terms. What will it take for you to release Old Nine of my race?" the Lion Ancestor asked as he resisted Gu Yan.
Luo Feng paid no attention to him, too lazy even to reply.
Instead, he flew with Molosa toward the outskirts of the battlefield, drawing closer to the Source World.
Realizing that Luo Feng was ignoring him, the Lion Ancestor grew even more anxious.
"Luo Feng, I am willing to offer six Peak Primordial Chaos Treasures in exchange for the lives of my race's two ancestors. Furthermore, from this day onward, we will no longer destroy any Source World." The Lion Ancestor's voice spread through his domain once more.
Luo Feng heard him, but he had no intention of paying attention.
The Lion Ancestor thought Luo Feng's word could not be trusted, but Luo Feng felt the same about him. Since they had already reached the point of fighting to the death, any negotiations were meaningless. It all came down to who could bear the corresponding losses.
The Source Worlds within his Flowing Fire Sky Region were being destroyed by these people. It was already too late to discuss terms now.
If Luo Feng had the chance, he would suppress both the Lion Ancestor and the Infinite Great Serpent even at the cost of burning his soul.
"Old Lion, it's already too late." Gu Yan's expression was equally indifferent. Luo Feng's lack of response had already made his stance clear, and Gu Yan naturally had to make his own position known as well.
This time,