Surrender

Nan Feng said, "Maybe you didn't notice it at the time, but Xifeng and Xiyu were already involved in that incident. They were just much weaker back then, nowhere near becoming two of the Three Thousand Chaos Demonic Gods, and they were so insignificant that it's understandable you don't remember them now!"

"You mean Xifeng and Xiyu were involved in what happened back then, too?"

Beimang's back was suddenly covered in a fine sheen of cold sweat!

He had already begun to suspect something terrible!

He knew that if their boss still held a grudge over what happened back then, then every Chaos Demonic God who had been involved would eventually die!

Nan Feng said, "I can tell you plainly: back then, Xifeng and Xiyu were both in our group!"

"And over the years, every few tens of thousands of years, one or two of the Chaos Demonic Gods from our original group have died!"

"Of the more than three hundred Chaos Demonic Gods and ordinary gods and demons who were there back then, 231 have now died without a trace!"

Beimang replied fearfully, "That incident happened several million years ago. We've been fighting year after year, so isn't it only normal for gods and demons to die and be replaced?"

"Isn't it perfectly normal for one Chaos Demonic God to die every few tens of thousands of years?"

Beimang tried to persuade himself not to think the worst, but Nan Feng's words had already sunk deep into his heart. The terrifying possibility they suggested filled him with dread!

It was perfectly normal for Chaos Demonic Gods to fight year after year and suffer casualties!

If they died on the battlefield, none of them would feel sorrow or complain!

For Chaos Demonic Gods like them, fighting was simply a way