"Impossible."
At the Dimension Spirit Clan conference, faced with the demands of the Human Clan, Wusun Qingyan showed no hesitation.
"Unless you deliver Jiang Yuan before the conference ends."
"Otherwise, there's no point discussing this."
"So, you Demon Race are indeed pressing forward with your plan to eradicate the Human Clan?" Li Zeyuan felt his heart sink as he questioned.
"You're only daring enough because this is within the Dimension Spirit Clan's space."
Wusun Qingyan sneered: "Otherwise, your Human Clan would have no right to attend this meeting!"
"Dare to appear before us, you leave no path but death!"
The last remaining member of the Dimension Spirit Clan stood aside, observing coldly with no intention to take sides or speak.
After all, she was the only one left of the Dimension Spirit Clan.
Regarding what Wusun Qingyan said, she gave no response.
Although everyone's power was at the Twelfth Realm, Late Stage of Ximu.
