"If we don't give him the Celestial Demon Blood Fruit, how will this battle end?
If he can wield dozens or even hundreds of Immortal Artifacts, deploy ten layers of the Thousand Cranes Array again, and summon ten of those powerful Grand Array Spirits, who among you, the demon kings, will survive?
Do you demon kings have a death wish?
The preciousness of the Celestial Demon Blood Fruit doesn't need mentioning,
For over ten thousand years, I have led the Ba Xia Race in the Blood-colored Mist Forbidden Land, enduring hardships far greater than yours!
But no matter how precious dozens of Celestial Demon Blood Fruits are, can they equal the lives of dozens or hundreds of top demon kings of our Ba Xia Race? If we lose dozens or hundreds of demon kings, the Ba Xia Race will become despised rats in the Boundaryless Mountain Range!"
After the Ba Xia Clan Leader finished speaking, the previously agitated top and high-grade demon kings of the race fell silent, with none daring to speak.
