If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before they were all killed.
Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor knew what they wanted to say. After pondering with a grim expression for a moment, he finally declared, "For the first stage of the Immortal Emperor Battle, our Upper Heavens... concede!"
Those words came with exceptional difficulty. Proud as Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor was, he did not wish to do this, but preserving those who remained made it the only viable option.
The beings of the Upper Heavens cried out in shock. Though stunned, they could understand Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor and could only sigh helplessly.
Many felt utterly drained. Losing the Immortal King Battle and the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Battle was one thing, but they had actually lost even the Immortal Emperor Battle.
Why had it come to this? The Upper Heavens had clearly held such an enormous advantage, yet they had still been turned around.
The emperors of the Upper Heavens lowered their heads in silence. There was not a shred of joy at having survived a calamity—only humiliation.
They knew this was their only way to survive, but it was simply too humiliating. Their faces burned fiercely.
Bang!
Suddenly, Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor was kicked in the rear. He staggered forward and nearly fell flat on his face.
"Who?" Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor turned back and barked coldly.
There was no one behind him.
A curtain of light appeared above his head, and an illusory figure emerged, kicking Ghost Phoenix Clan Ancient Ancestor into it with one foot.
"You fight whenever you say fight, and concede whenever you say concede. Do you take this place for your personal court, where your word is law? Did you ask our sect?"
The voice of the