What upright sentiments!
"Say the word, and we'll kill every last one of these traitorous scum!" a Divine General roared.
The various clans of the Spirit Realm who had betrayed them wore ugly expressions now. They exchanged glances, seemingly reaching an agreement.
"Kill us? Do you really think you can kill us? What betrayal? Hahaha, if we kill all of you today, who will know we betrayed anyone?" A Nirvana-stage expert of the Iron Spirit Clan stepped forward on the spot.
"You..." Glorious Divine General and the others had never expected these people to think this way.
The traitorous Nirvana Stage experts now seemed to find the idea entirely feasible, and their faces grew even more repulsive. "Hahaha, what is it? Finding this hard to accept? Hmph, you forced us into this. You want to kill us? Why don't you weigh your current strength first? Do you really think you can kill us? You've just gone through massive exhaustion, while we're different. We're still at our peak, and our numerical advantage far exceeds yours!"
"As long as we kill you all and return alive, who will know the truth?"
"Who will know?"
The more these traitorous Nirvana Stage experts spoke, the more reasonable they found it.
They had originally been quite afraid of punishment from these people, but upon thinking it over, they realized there was no need to fear at all.
By now, Glorious Divine General and the others were so enraged that smoke practically poured from their seven orifices. They had originally planned to punish these people, but in the blink of an eye, they themselves were about to be beaten with a stick instead.
Most crucially, these traitors were right.
They simply had not considered so much before. They never imagined these traitors could be so brazenly