"Humph, surrender to us, it's pointless to struggle. Your tricks won't work here," the evil cultivators sneered.
"Looking at your hypocritical faces, I really want to vomit," one of them said, their voice dripping with disdain.
"What kind of righteous cultivators are you?" another evil cultivator taunted. "You're all so weak and easy to step on!"
"Submit to us, give us your treasures and powers, and become our dogs," they sneered. "We'll let you go if you perform well."
"Well, if you beg for us, who knows? We might be in a good mood, and maybe we'll spare your pitiful lives," one of them added, their voice dripping with mockery.
The evil cultivators snorted in disdain, their laughter filled with contempt as they fought with the righteous cultivators.
"Bahh! Whoever wants to submit to you evil dogs!" one of the righteous cultivators retorted.
