The sect masters and ancestors nearby were speechless. They couldn’t imagine what could scare an eleven-totem High God act like this.

“I’m still waiting.” Li Qiye said with a smile.

“Please punish me for being blind, Your Excellency.” Bullchief didn’t try argue in favor of himself, only hoping that Li Qiye would spare his sect and race. Just one word from the Dark Crow was enough for numerous emperors to destroy their Bullchief Mountain!

The immediate concede from Bullchief made the gods...