Peace-Loving Holy Light Race

"That's impossible. Even if there are a few stray dogs left from the nine aristocratic cultivation families, they don't have the strength to threaten the Superstar, Broken Star, and Battle God forces, unless..."

Meng Chao's eyes widened. The veins that popped up around his temples instantly surrounded his eyes and turned into two circles of radioactive spirit runes. His gaze was filled with a fierce fire that could devour anyone. "Unless you traitors of the human civilization surrendered to the Holy Light faction and lured the elites of the Holy Light Temple into the Windhunter Defense Line!"

"We didn't 'surrender.' We became allies."

As the blood flowed down Gu Shaoyu's face, it became paler and paler, yet his expression appeared calmer than ever. He was no longer affected by Meng Chao's aggressive aura. "We believe that the path Dragon City has taken in the past thirty years under your leadership has been completely wrong.