Wang Daoyuan naturally saw through the burly man's identity. He was a Mountain Shaker Ox, an Earth Attribute Demon Beast.
His cultivation was not low either; he had already reached Mid-grade Third-order.
However, the Mountain Shaker Ox was not an especially powerful Demon Beast. At most, it could grow to High-grade Third-order, and no Fifth-order Mountain Shaker Ox had ever appeared.
If they fought, he might not necessarily be a match for Left Captain, that flood dragon.
Left Captain smiled. "The Demon Races of these two places have fought generation after generation. Who knows how many generations this conflict has endured?
"Perhaps you have never killed any Demon Race members from the Extreme Cold Ice Plains, but what about your ancestors?
"If you continue to exist, will your descendants not kill the Ice Plains Demon Race in the future?
"The blood feud between both sides has long become impossible to count. Without fighting to the death, there will be no end to it."
The Mountain Shaker Ox let out a long sigh. "The Demon Race here is willing to surrender completely to the Ice Plains Demon Race. We only ask that you spare our lives.
"We are no different from the Demon Race north of the mountains. If you can accept them, why can't you accept us as well?"
"There truly is not much difference between us, but exterminating you is the Great Demon King's order.
"As a mid-ranking member of the Ice Plains Demon Race, I can only carry out orders."
With that, he extended his right hand. A black Dragon Claw phantom flew out and clawed at the Mountain Shaker Ox.
A dragon's roar rang out, and a flash of azure light shattered the Dragon Claw phantom.
A jade-green flood dragon flew out from the forest behind the