"No. You are only at the peak of Earth Immortal. Between an Earth Immortal and a Heavenly Immortal lies a chasm that cannot be crossed. Since he seeks death, this old man will grant him his wish."
"The Arena matches are still underway. The Ice Sparrow Race will not dare make a move now. Listen to me—all of you, leave this place. Return to the clan and take our people with you. Flee as far as you can."
Li Mu gripped the brawny man before him and spoke solemnly. Even at death's door, he still wished to fight for a sliver of hope for his race.
"No... Clan Elder, without you, how are we supposed to survive in this vast Star River Cosmos?"
The man remained adamant, while the other Earth Spirit Race clansmen around them nodded one after another. A race without a Heavenly Immortal expert to hold the fort was at the very bottom of this Starry Sky. Their fate from birth was to serve as slaves to the powerful races.
There was no other way.
"I am the Clan Elder now. I am not dead yet. This is my final command—and my final request."
Li Mu grasped the arm of the clansman before him, his face grave, then handed his Spatial Ring to him.
After doing all this, he slowly rose and waved his hand, dismissing all the clansmen from the Arena.
Their bodies left the Arena against their will. As they looked at Li Mu atop the Arena, tears filled their eyes.
"Clan Elder, no..."
The brawny man from before wept like a child, staring despairingly at the Clan Elder on the Arena.
"Hmph. A race destined for extinction sooner or later, that is all."
Seeing this, the Ice Sparrow Race's Third Clan Elder snorted coldly