Spirit Realm, Ling Hua's residence.
After hearing the finality in Heavenly Net's words, Ling Hua began trembling. He was not delighted, but afraid.
With the Yan Clan Army invading, the Spirit Clan had no hope of stopping them. Besides, why had the Yan Clan come to attack the Spirit Clan? Wasn't it because the Xiao Clan had been fanning the flames behind the scenes?
One could even say the Xiao Clan had orchestrated it single-handedly. Even if the Spirit Clan was fortunate enough to survive this calamity brought by the Yan Clan, judging by what he knew of the Xiao Clan and its methods, the Spirit Clan was doomed.
Those the Yan Clan failed to kill, the Xiao Clan would help finish off. Those who escaped from the Spirit Clan, the Xiao Clan would deal with.
How could Ling Hua not be afraid at that thought?
But he understood that his strength still had some use, which was why he had been allowed to cling to life.
Beside him, Heavenly Net watched him with an impassive expression and said gravely, "You should understand that this outcome came from the Spirit Clan courting its own destruction. This was no natural disaster, but a calamity of their own making.
"As the saying goes, sins wrought by heaven may yet be forgiven, but those who bring ruin upon themselves cannot live.
"Ling Hua, I have said all I have to say. Think it over carefully."
At those words, the last shred of hope in Ling Hua's heart was extinguished. He dropped to his knees before Heavenly Net, bowed respectfully, and pleaded, "Lord Heavenly Net, please save my wife and child. This is my only request. As long as you agree, my life will belong to you from now on!"
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