"What? Feng'er's whereabouts are unknown, and even your Phoenix Clan has been trapped inside a formation?"
Li Mo was deeply shaken by the news.
"That's right. The other party's cultivation has already reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm."
"After luring Lady Yuanfeng away, he disappeared, but he himself has indeed returned."
"Our Phoenix Clan is now in grave danger. We hope Mo Huang will come to our aid!"
Chong Ming dropped to his knees before Li Mo, touching his forehead to the ground.
"Mo Huang, you absolutely mustn't! The other party's strength has already reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. The other mighty figures are all in seclusion right now. If you go, you'll likely run into a lot of trouble."
Beside them, Shang Yang immediately tried to dissuade him.
"Demon Saint Shang Yang is right. It would be difficult for my lord to face a mighty figure at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm."
Someone casually chimed in.
"Exactly. If we lead the Demon Race's army there, we'll give the Witch Clan an opportunity to take advantage of us. The Demon Race might even end up joining forces with the other side against us."
For a time, everyone voiced their opinions.
Hearing this, Chong Ming clenched his fists, unsure what to do.
His whole body trembled as he could only kneel there.
After all, under normal circumstances, it was only natural that Li Mo wouldn't send an army.
That way, he could also guard against the Witch Clan and others who had designs on the Demon Race.
But Chong Ming still hoped Li Mo would step in.
After all, that was the Demon Race he belonged to.
When Chong Ming saw that Li Mo still hadn't spoken, he finally couldn't hold back any longer.
He rose to