Dasiwoba took out two storage rings.
Then, in front of everyone present, he tossed the storage rings straight into the hall.
"These are the things the Ancient Clan gave me."
"Now, I have nothing from the Ancient Clan left on me."
"Today, I do not ask to leave here alive."
"I only ask to bring my life to an end in a great battle."
As soon as Dasiwoba finished speaking,
Zhu Rong, standing with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, spoke up.
"Dasiwoba, I respect you as a true man."
"Today, we Twelve Ancestral Witches will see this through with you to the end."
"We certainly will not let you leave alive."
"But if you have the ability, you can kill us before you die."
This was Zhu Rong's way of showing Dasiwoba respect.
Dasiwoba knew full well that he was certain to die today.
Yet he still dared to propose fighting one-on-one until he fell in battle.
That alone made him worthy of his title as hegemon of the Western Celebratory Demon Sea.
Although this approach seemed somewhat foolish,
they could have killed him outright,
yet they were taking the risk of having their own people fight Dasiwoba.
But what man went through life without being crazy or doing something foolish?
Even Lin Heng did not stop this "foolish" act.
Seeing this, Hermoz immediately shouted:
"Lin Heng, I demand the same as Dasiwoba, to fight until I die in battle."
This time, however, Lin Heng did not agree.
"You don't deserve it."
Those simple words came from Lin Heng's mouth.
Hermoz flew into a rage.
But just as he rose to argue with Lin Heng,
Lin Heng waved his hand.
A ball of light struck Hermoz at a speed the naked eye could barely follow.
The mighty lord of the Eastern