Yi Zhao instantly clenched his fists!
Mu Dongyou said again,"The purest bloodline is the same as the ancestor of the red-gold heavenly phoenix race. In time, she will definitely be able to successfully open the ninth meridian. Yi Zhao, if you can persuade her to surrender, I guarantee that we can let bygones be bygones for your red-gold heavenly phoenix race."
"Even if it's not for yourself, you have to consider your clansmen, right?"
"How long do you think you can seal them in Godly Phoenix Mountain? There's not much bloodline power left in your body. In a while, before we do anything, the barrier will automatically disintegrate. At that time, won't the red-gold heavenly phoenix race still face a predicament?" Mu Dongyou looked at Yi Zhao steadily.
After a long time, Yi Zhao finally sneered. His voice was cold and mocking. "My red-gold heavenly phoenix race… When have we ever committed any crimes?! You know best who's in the wrong!"
