Gu Yuan drew in a deep breath and had just been about to open his mouth when Xiao Wujiu spoke again first. "If you're thinking of talking about peace, I think you still haven't seen the situation clearly, nor have you put yourself in the right position."
"Don't yearn for those unrealistic fantasies."
His gaze swept over Gu Yuan, Yan Jin, Lei Ying, Yao Dan, and the others one by one. Behind them were Gu Xuner, the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan, the Black Annihilation King Gu Lie, the Four Elders of the Soul Clan, the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan, and a host of other Ancient Clan experts.
His eyes were calm as still water, yet everyone they passed over felt as if a weight of a thousand jun had fallen upon them.
"It's nothing more than winners taking all and losers losing everything. If you want us to weep and beg you to spare us, that is absolutely impossible."
Gu Yuan's voice was very calm, not at all like a man driven into a dead end. His expression was also as still as an ancient well as he looked at Xiao Wujiu.
"What I regret most now is not giving you too many chances, nor is it acting against the Xiao Tribe. I only regret that I did not wipe the Xiao Tribe out by the roots back then!"
"That really is something quite worth regretting, so I'm prepared to give you a chance." Xiao Wujiu wore a smile on his face, as if he truly intended to let them go. "I'm prepared to cripple your cultivation, then extract your Dou Di bloodline. If your Ancient Clan... no, your Gu family."
"If your Gu family can also produce a rising star, then I welcome him