If they could be captured and subjugated, the Moon Clan's combat power would rise to the next level!
Thus, the sixteen Elders now gazed at Xu Yiyi and Qian Xiao as if they were treasures, their covetousness blatant and undisguised.
The only source of dissatisfaction for Mou Yuan and the other Elders was the stubbornness of the two human cultivators, who had no intention of surrendering. Even injured and with no hope of escape, they still chose to fight to the bitter end.
In this regard, the Human Race was just like the Moon Clan: none would live on their knees; they would only die on their feet.
Fearing the two young humans might choose to self-destruct in despair, Mou Yuan and the other Elders ceased their attacks. Instead, they formed a circle, trapping Xu Yiyi and Qian Xiao within it.
"Our Moon Clan's goal has never been slaughter," Mou Yuan stated solemnly. "We came to Earth to help your Human Race prosper and develop."
