The ancient races' meeting instantly fell into silence.
The Qilin Clan Leader was correct, setting aside the Hall Master of the Demon God Temple, the mere presence of over three hundred from the Saint Realm was already overwhelming for them.
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
A Clan Leader asked in a deep voice.
It had come to this now.
The Red Moon Wolf Clan had also convened an ancient council, and in the end, they had to come up with a solution.
Although they were faced with a formidable enemy, they couldn't just watch the Red Moon Wolf Clan be annihilated.
If the Red Moon Wolf Clan were destroyed, then the strength of their ancient races would be weakened.
"Let the Red Moon Wolf Clan surrender. By paying some price, I believe the Demon God Temple will back off,"
Upon hearing the Qilin Clan Leader's words, Wolf Dust immediately became furious, standing up abruptly with eyes full of murderous intent as he looked at him.
