This Dark Demon Small World trial had only Ling Zhe's branch of the Spirit Race participating, yet Feather Alliance Hall's disciples had managed to defeat Zhe Ying and the others. That was what shocked everyone beyond measure.
It was still because...
Even with only the Spirit Race powerhouses from Ling Zhe's branch, they could still crush many major factions.
Spirit Parrot and Spirit Gull were evenly matched in strength, both beings at the Emperor level. Yet before Ling Zhe, they were as obedient as little birds; once released, however, they were directly on par with the second-ranking figure of Feather Alliance Hall.
The gap was simply far, far too great.
Emperor Yu'e's expression darkened slightly. At this moment, she had thoroughly tasted what her senior brother had endured all these years.
She widened her eyes, gritted her teeth, and replied, "Senior Sister Spirit Parrot, you misunderstand. We are not refusing. It is simply that Sikong Jing is very important to my senior brother. We hope Senior Sister Spirit Parrot can do us this favor and not take him to the Spirit Race for now."
She could only lower her head, only soften her tone, only be trampled viciously beneath others' feet as her senior brother had been all these years.
Yet Spirit Parrot gave a cold laugh. "Do us a favor? Then where are we supposed to put the Spirit Race's dignity? You know perfectly well about the Dark Demon Small World trial. That Sikong Jing must go to the Spirit Race to claim his reward."
Those words were already plain enough.
In the Dark Demon Small World, Ling Zhe's branch of the Spirit Race had lost all face. Sikong Jing had to go to the Spirit Race to receive his death.
This so-called reward was equivalent to death.
"Giving