The Dao Yan Guards were slightly dumbfounded when they heard Qin Luo's words.
What did that mean?
From the sound of it, Qin Luo wanted to challenge all of them by himself?
They were no ordinary people.
No, most of them were not even human.
The Human Race made up the highest proportion of Song Mingyuan's team. Now, neither of their two commanders belonged to the Human Race, and the vast majority of those under their command were Demon Race.
"This brat has gone mad, hasn't he?" one of the Dao Yan Guard commanders sneered.
"Perhaps he knows he is about to die, so he wants to show off his courage?"
"Courage that charges forward despite knowing death is certain?"
"I have to say, his courage is commendable. I'm starting to admire this kid a little," said the other Dao Yan Guard commander.
"An enemy is still an enemy. There is only one road before him: death."
"Come, come, come. Let me kill you all."
Qin Luo curled a finger at them in provocation.
"Or you can come over and kill me."
"Anyway, there is only one road between us. Either you die, or you perish."
Hearing Qin Luo's utterly provocative words, the Dao Yan Guards' faces darkened one after another.
"He wants to die!"
"Since that is the case, grant his request and kill him!"
The other Dao Yan Guards clamored loudly.
"Enough." The Dao Yan Guard commander spoke.
"Qin Luo, I will give you a path as well. I think rather highly of you. Hand over your soul, and I will plead for you before the Tower Masters. Perhaps you may yet survive in the future."
"Remember, this is your only chance. If you do not cherish it, then there will be only one road left for you