"If you remain stubborn, then you will be walking the Path to Death!"
Tang San felt that the terms he had offered were exceptionally generous.
If Huo Yuhao knew what was good for him, he should obediently accept those terms and hand over the remnants of the martial souls and the Silver Dragon King.
At that moment, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and the Silver Dragon King were all looking at Tang San as though he were an idiot.
They felt that Tang San was far too arrogant. He had only temporarily become a Half-step Supreme God King by burning his three great bloodlines and the Flame of Life. How did he dare spout such nonsense before a true Supreme God King?
Wasn't that courting death?
Among the gathered gods, Dai Mubai could not help but shout, "Yuhao, as your true ancestor, I must tell you this: never believe the terms Tang San has offered. How could someone inherently evil like him, who could ruthlessly strike against Tang Hao, Ah Yin, and Xiao Wu, possibly spare you?"
"The blood of my Dai Clan still flows through you. You are my descendant. No matter what, I, your ancestor, will never harm you!"
"Your only way out now is to work with us against Tang San. Once we defeat Tang San and restore peace to the Divine Realm, you can return to your ancestral roots!"
Upon hearing this, quite a few gods revealed looks of surprise. They had not expected that among this suddenly appearing group of gods, the young man standing at the forefront, who appeared to be their leader, was actually a descendant of War God Dai Mubai!
War God Dai Mubai was only a Level Two God, yet he had such an outstanding descendant?
After all, even if the twelve-ring