"We must deliver a fatal blow to the Demon Lord to prevent him from resurging and becoming a major threat."
Hearing Old Mo's indifferent reply, the Golden Crow Great Saint laughed somewhat desolately.
"So, in order to eliminate the Demon Lord, it doesn't matter if our Heavenly Fire Family is completely wiped out, right."
"In warfare, sacrifice is inevitable," Old Mo said.
"However, future generations will always remember the sacrifice of the Heavenly Fire Family, and this is worthwhile."
"If someone must be sacrificed, why isn't it your Holy Court?
Why is it us, the Heavenly Fire Family?" the Golden Crow Great Saint questioned.
But Old Mo merely closed his eyes slightly, sinking into silence.
"Negotiating with the tiger, you are nothing but the tiger's food."
Xu Zimei shook his head and said, "Your Heavenly Fire Family originally guarded one region.
Was being your own local emperor not good enough?
Why get involved in this matter, the Heavenly Fire Family is not worthy!"
