Threat!
Barefaced threat!
Even as the solemn and innate sacred Mysterious Bird, who had lived for nearly a thousand eons and seen countless trials and tribulations, how could she fail to discern the threatening undertone in Xuanqing's words?
Today, there were only two choices for them: one was to agree to Xuanqing's conditions, and the other was to be encircled and slaughtered by Xuanming and Candle Dragon. Both choices were unfavorable for the Phoenix Clan.
Lihuang was particularly unable to suppress her rage, "Do you not fear that we might decide upon mutual destruction?"
"Mutual destruction?"
Candle Dragon, upon hearing this, couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile, "The fish may die, but the net might not necessarily be broken! Daoist Lihuang, do not overestimate yourself!"
Mysterious Bird, however, had an expression of helplessness, "Twenty Innate Spiritual Treasures, how about that?"
"Forty!"
