"Admit defeat!"
Prince Jueyu spoke calmly.
Yao Ziluó gritted her silver teeth, utterly unwilling to accept this. Ever since becoming a Heavenly Court Divine General, it was not as though she had never lost before. Back when she had been a one-star and two-star Divine General, she had challenged Divine Generals stronger than herself across ranks and lost many times.
But she had never admitted defeat unless she had been beaten until she lost the ability to fight.
Yet now, if she refused to concede, Prince Jueyu would very likely strip away the few remaining garments on her body, one piece at a time.
"Lose? I will never admit defeat. I will fight for the honor of the Divine Court!"
Yao Ziluó cried out.
"Hahaha, what backbone! Then this prince will strip you bare and let our Undead Race clansmen enjoy the sight!"
Prince Jue Hen roared with laughter.
At those words, many young members of the Undead Race wore eager expressions. Yao Ziluó had killed quite a few of their race's geniuses, and they had cursed her behind her back countless times. They had even declared that if they ever captured Yao Ziluó alive, they would humiliate her thoroughly.
Now, they could at least whet their appetites first!
"Yao Ziluó, admit defeat!"
"That's right. Even if you refuse to concede, you cannot possibly be Prince Jueyu's match. From beginning to end, he has not even used his bloodline!"
Many Three-star Divine Generals, their faces gloomy, began urging her.
Yao Ziluó's face was filled with reluctance, but in the end, she still leaped down from the arena.
"Hahaha, the Divine General ranked third on the kill list actually admitted defeat on her own!"
"His Highness the Third Prince is mighty!"
"From this moment onward, forget Han Taiji—our Third Prince is