The Peacock Demon King lifted its head, its gaze still filled only with cold indifference, showing not the slightest intention of submission.
"Give up, submit to me, and although you must die, I can let your clansmen live on under my name. Jiali City will also be safe. After all, this is where she lives, and I don't wish to disturb her habits," the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor said coldly.
The Peacock Demon King replied coldly, "You think you've won? Even if we burn all our ancestral fortune, the Peacock Clan will never surrender." As it spoke, the originally somewhat illusory Peacock Golden Crown on its forehead suddenly began to shine brightly again. A cluster of golden flames rose on the crown, fueled by the crown itself.
