Kong Xuan wasn't angry about it. He had already expected the Phoenix Clan elders to object on the way here.
After a brief pause, he said calmly:
"Honored elders!"
"Do you still think this is the Ancient Times?"
"The Phoenix Clan has long since fallen into decline."
"Times have changed. This is the age of Saints and Primordial Chaos!"
"Clinging to past glory will only leave our clan sinking into the river of time."
"My master, Qin Mu, is a heaven-blessed genius. He is not only the First Disciple of a Saint, but also the one who controls the authority of the Underworld."
"If he attains the Dao one day, our Phoenix Clan can ride his coattails and rise again."
At this, Kong Xuan paused, his expression turning grave. He looked straight at the Phoenix Clan elders gathered there before continuing:
"Honored elders."
"What matters more: some insignificant pride, or the survival and revival of our people?"
After hearing Kong Xuan's words, the Phoenix Clan elders fell silent.
Though they had stayed inside Bucephalus Volcano and never ventured out, they still knew what was happening in the outside world.
They all knew that Qin Mu, the First Disciple of the Interception Sect, was now the most dazzling figure in the Primordial World.
Seeing the Phoenix Clan elders lapse into silence, Kong Xuan sighed helplessly and said:
"Our Phoenix Clan has fallen to this state."
"What right do we have to cling to our old pride?"
"Only by attaching ourselves to my master can the Phoenix Clan have any chance of rising again!"
At this, the Phoenix Clan elders glanced at one another.
After a brief silence, the leading Phoenix Clan elder, a Great Principle Golden Immortal, showed a glimmer of resolve in his eyes and finally spoke:
"Enough, enough!"
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