"The seventh!"
Li Yang silently counted.
With that, he had slain all Seven Sons of Yinglong.
He tossed the last dragon son's corpse to Wang Dabao and waited for his next opponent in fifteen minutes.
But the eleven remaining Demon Race Heavenly Prodigies were not Yinglong's children.
They were Heavenly Prodigies of the Ancestor-Blood Rank from the Demon Savage Continent. There was absolutely no way they would willingly fill this hole with their own lives.
Parents would give up their lives for their children, and the Human Race would sacrifice itself for a righteous cause.
But no demons would march to their deaths, one after another, just to kill a human.
They had no sense of responsibility.
The Seven Sons of Yinglong could neither escape nor refuse.
"Senior Chen Geng! My battle is already over. Our Demon Savage Continent has lost. Please accept that fact!" The Bird-Type Demon Race Prodigy backed away, watching Yinglong with wary eyes.
"All my offspring are dead. Do you think you still have a way out?" Yinglong said grimly. "Only by wearing him down as much as possible can we give Xuanyou a chance to kill him! I am not discussing this with you. This is an order!"
Seeing that Yinglong intended to force the issue, the Bird-Type Demon Race Prodigy immediately appealed to the Human Immortal Realm Demon Race Supremes in the void:
"Ancestors, Senior Chen Geng has gone mad! He wants to send us all to our deaths!"
But no response came from the void.
"Ancestor, I don't want to die!" another Demon Race Heavenly Prodigy pleaded. It was the Nine-Tailed Fox, whose great-grandmother was a Human Immortal Realm Demon Race Supreme.
Still, no answer came.
They could not save only their own descendants. That would enrage the leaders of the races whose