"They outnumber us by twenty-two, and then there are those ten traitors. Damn them." The Frost Lord's expression shifted as he looked at the Prison Stone Demon Ancestor and his group, but there was no fear in his eyes. When his gaze fell on City Lord Dongming and the other Saint-Level City lords, it turned cold with murderous intent.
The Frost Lord was not alone. Xiao Wangtian, Myriad Realms Venerable, Mo Hanshan, and the others all sensed the gap in strength, yet their eyes held the same killing intent, without a trace of fear.
So what if the enemy had more fighters? They would fight today all the same.
The Outer Chaos Life had invaded, but the traitors were the ones who deserved death most. There could be no forgiveness for them. They were even more hateful than the invaders.
"You traitors—we'll deal with you today." The Frost Lord looked at the ten Saint-Level City lords, murder blazing in his eyes.
"You all deserve to die!" The lord of Flame-Eccentric City ground his teeth in hatred.
"What a pack of worthless scum," Bahe Supreme spat.
Just then, Windfire True Lord stepped forward. "They're traitors. I'm not. I am the Silver Flame King. This body happened to suit me, so I took it for a while."
As he spoke, silver flames slowly rose from his body.
"Silver Flame King. So it really is you." City Lord Moyang stared at him with murderous eyes. "You vanished for so long because you took over Windfire True Lord's body."
The Silver Flame King was no weaker than Five-Headed Chisha Dong. He and City Lord Moyang also had an old grudge. City Lord Moyang primarily wielded Fire Origin Power, while the Silver Flame King belonged to a race of flame beings. When they came across