[Jun Ge!]
[Jun Ge, don't deny it!]
[Just say yes!]
[When the War of the Liches ends, I'll become a saint on the spot.]
[Once I become a saint, I'll help you get even. Whatever you want, even if it's to oppose Hong Jun, I'll help you!]
Li Mo was frantic.
He wasn't sure whether this would work.
That was right!
All he was doing was trying to fool the system.
Maybe he really could trick this damned system?
Whether it would work or not, he might as well give it a try.
Di Jun's eyelids twitched.
Li Mo could become a saint on the spot once the War of the Liches ended?
Looking at it that way, pretending to surrender would indeed be the safer option. After Li Mo became a saint, they could fight the War of the Liches again.
Across from them, Dijiang was also muttering with the other Ancestral Witches.
After conferring, he finally asked, "Is this true? Di Jun, is your Demon Race really going to submit to our Witch Clan?"
Dijiang felt as if happiness had fallen right onto his head.
If they could make the Demon Race submit without lifting a finger, that would naturally be a good thing.
After thinking it over, Di Jun gritted his teeth.
Then he nodded earnestly. "That's right! Our Demon Race submits to the Witch Clan. We surrender."
At those words, the Demon Race's mighty figures felt a storm surge through their hearts.
What was this supposed to mean?
They'd surrendered?
This had never happened before.
No one had expected things to turn out this way.
Ancestral Dragon, Yuanfeng, and the others felt as if their minds had stopped working.
The Witch Clan was left gaping in astonishment.
They'd surrendered?
They'd really surrendered?
This was simply unbelievable.