The branch lineage people still harbored the ridiculous hope that he could plea for leniency from the Blazing Flame.
Gu Xiang's heart felt a bit desolate, and he self-deprecatingly acknowledged that the Celestial Monster's reputation was undeserved. A seemingly powerful tribe was nothing more than a flower under water.
Fortunately, before he came, he had made arrangements. If he were to die here, the four branch lineages that had pledged allegiance to him would try to send away some of the main lineage people.
"Since he's the descendant of the culprit, how can he still be kneeling here?"
Old Profound Turtle spoke, and Gu Xiang suddenly felt a chill throughout his body, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"Willing to kill for the Upper Division!"
Gu Tianfang leaped up directly, summoned a Witch Blade, and slashed at Gu Xiang.
Gu Yunlan might be a bit older, acting a beat slower.
