Aoguang's aged face turned beet red with no room for rebuttal. Firstly, he himself had initiated a stealth attack, and secondly, he was now completely at the mercy of others, his very life gripped in their hands. How could he dare argue?
"Ding Yi, go and assist the Demon Race in cleaning up the remaining Dragon Clan!" Li Qingming glanced coldly at Aoguang and instructed Ding Yi who stood behind him.
At this, Aoguang, the Clan Leader of the Dragon Clan, was in utter panic. His clan had already been decimated by the Demon Crowd, and if these numerous sub-saints were to join the fray, how could they possibly cope?
"Your Majesty, the Dragon Clan is willing to surrender! I beg Your Majesty to show mercy and spare us, the Dragon Clan, a way of life, and preserve our bloodline!" Aoguang hastily lifted his dragon robe and deeply bowed.
Li Qingming's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Aoguang and said, "Is that so?"
