Roar! Boom! Frenzied dragon roars and explosions of energy rang out one after another. Some Dragon Clan experts knew they were no match, yet chose to rush close and self-destruct without hesitation.
Dong! Facing those rapidly approaching Dragon Clan experts, Di Jun directly activated the Chaos Bell. A deep, ancient chime that resounded throughout the Primordial World and shook the soul rang out. The Dragon Clan experts charging at him like mad all stiffened, turning into a rain of blood mist.
"Who else wants to die?" Di Jun asked coldly, then looked at Ao Ming and Ao Li, who were being held back by Ao Qin and Ao Run respectively. He sneered. "Are there no men of blood left in the Dragon Clan?"
"I am willing to submit to the Monster Clan. I beg the Demon Emperor to grant my Dragon Clan a chance at survival," Ao Guang said suddenly. Clad in silver robes, he knelt in midair and lowered the proud head of the Dragon Clan toward Di Jun in the sky.
Ao Guang's sudden surrender left the mighty spectators, who had just been shaken by the Dragon Clan's fearless suicidal attacks, momentarily stunned.
"Ao Guang, you actually bowed and submitted to our enemy?" Ao Li looked at the kneeling Ao Guang in disbelief.
But to her surprise, her elder brother Ao Run, along with Ao Qin, Ao Shun, and other outstanding members of the younger Dragon Clan generation, all knelt as well.
"Brother..." Ao Ming stared blankly at Ao Qin, who had knelt before her. Recovering herself, she looked at the growing number of Dragon Clan members who had chosen to bow down and said with a mournful shake of her head, "The Dragon Clan is finished. All that remain are spineless cowards."
"You are unworthy of being