"Even now, you still intend to resist to the bitter end?" Inside Drifting Flower Pavilion, an old woman spoke to these people. Though there were nearly two hundred of them combined, their strength was exceedingly poor.
Among those who had yet to surrender, there were only ten Spirit Kings. Yet these people seemed to be the Hidden Emperor's utterly loyal diehards. Even though the Hidden Emperor had already abandoned them and fled, they had never considered surrendering.
"Hmph, rather than continue being enslaved by you, what did it matter if we died here? I hate it! We failed to complete the final plan. Worthless trash like us had no face to return and see Lord Hidden Emperor." A middle-aged man in the crowd spoke with a twisted expression. Hearing this, the people around him also wore resolute faces, with no intention of surrendering whatsoever.
Watching this from afar, everyone revealed strange expressions. These people truly were not afraid of death. If the Pavilion Master were willing to risk deepening her poisoning, she could probably wipe them all out within a few moves without any effort at all.
Even with the numerous Spirit King Realm experts surrounding them now, killing them would hardly be difficult. Did these people truly not even want their lives anymore? Were so-called equal rights really that important to them?
"Surrender without resistance. If you continue to fight, death will be your only road." At this point, Drifting Flower Pavilion did not want to suffer any further losses. There were, after all, ten Spirit King Realm experts among them. If they fought desperately, they could still drag some people down to death with them. Besides, these ten Spirit Kings had once been Drifting Flower Pavilion's experts as well. No one wanted to expand their losses at such