"Rending Sword..."
Yu Xianpo shouted low, instantly splitting off streams of sword shadows that blocked Tian Tao and the other Celestial Race members.
"Tian Tao, let's have a chat here first."
"As for the matters between the Ten Thousand Demon Hall and the Spirit Race, leave them to Black Tiger for now."
The moment his words fell, the Ten Thousand Demon Hall Master had already completely suppressed Ling Zhe.
Terrifying beast power and demonic power bore down on Ling Zhe, Ling Long, and the others, twisting their bodies out of shape...
Spirit Gull, Sea Refining, and the others turned deathly pale with fright. The weaker Spirit Race members and their vassals were nearly collapsing to the ground.
Then...
The Ten Thousand Demon Hall Master suddenly raised its head and looked beyond Tian Tao's sealing grand formation. "Ling Dao, Spirit Race Chief, I know your spirit-shadow avatar has already arrived. Since Ling Zhe cannot negotiate, you can do it."
"I want the Feather Alliance Hall's people and the Broken Blade Hall's land. Refuse, and the fish will die while the net breaks."
Yesterday, it had been unable to issue the threat of the fish dying and the net breaking, because the Feather Alliance Hall had yet to help Sikong Jing save anyone, and because Yu Xianpo had yet to experience yin-spirit evil aura and was not resolute enough.
Now, it could.
Now, it also had Ling Gui and the others as hostages, while several of Tian Tao's Celestial Race subordinates had fallen into its hands.
After a single night, the Ten Thousand Demon Hall's bargaining chips had multiplied.
"Ling Dao, if you want to negotiate, hand over the goods. If you want war..."
"Then we will immediately use Ling Gui, Ling Zhe, Ling Long, and the others as sacrifices to raise