At this moment, all the hot blood in Jing Tou's heart rushed backward.
The blood in his body almost turned into ice, as if it would freeze within him.
He shivered so violently that his teeth chattered.
He truly hadn't expected it!
The Divine Province Crown Prince had also arrived, and from the looks of it, he had brought a large army.
Jing Tou slightly closed his eyes. The thought of exhausting the little Crown Princess with a human wave tactic vanished instantly.
"Patriarch Jing, are you going to sacrifice so many of our clansmen for your daughter??" A Pangu clan woman couldn't help but stand up, screaming furiously at Jing Tou.
"This Jing Minyao, this harbinger of disaster, how many people must she harm to be enough??"
"Kill Jing Minyao!"
"Kill Jing Minyao!!"
"Kill Jing Minyao!!!"
One voice rose, and from the mouths of the surrounding Pangu clansmen, the same words erupted simultaneously, their sound soaring to the heavens and spreading for thousands of miles.
Wang Limeng's face turned pale as she waved her hands, repeatedly shouting at the crowd, "Are you even human? You can't be so selfish!"
"You can't sacrifice my daughter just to appease the Crown Princess's anger."
"Kill Jing Minyao!"
"Kill Jing Minyao!!"
The continuous roars rose and fell, showing no intention of stopping.
Some enraged Pangu clansmen even wielded knives and rushed forward, wanting to execute Jing Minyao on the spot to curry favor.
Jing Tou shot a look, and immediately two personal guards ran over, directly beating down the two Pangu clansmen who tried to harm Jing Minyao.
Wang Limeng's face grew even paler. She frantically turned to Patriarch Jing, "Husband, what are we going to do?"
Jing Tou's heart was utterly chilled at this moment. He hadn't expected that those who would betray him first would be his countless clansmen.
They must have been utterly terrified by the little Crown Princess, right?
That's why they thought of ending this great war through Jing Minyao's death.
He couldn't say they were wrong, but Jing Tou felt extremely unwilling!
When had he, Jing, ever been forced into such a desperate situation?
"Patriarch Jing, do you want to continue fighting, or execute your daughter to preserve yourself and your clansmen? You need to choose quickly," Qiao Mu said coldly. "Your people outside can't wait for your decision."
The roars and sounds of battle outside the camp grew louder and louder. Jing Tou held his breath, even hearing a continuous spray of arrows.
Presumably, the casualties among the Pangu clansmen outside were not few.
"Boom!" The camp's gate, wrapped in vines, was kicked open.
Everyone looked up and saw a handsome man, clad in black divine armor, with flowing dark hair, kick aside two corpses near the gate and swiftly stride in, his face covered in a frosty expression.
His phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze chillingly fell upon Jing Tou, articulating each word with bone-chilling clarity, "Patriarch Jing, do you wish to battle this Crown Prince?"
"The blood sea of hell awaits your crossing!"
Mo Lian stared at him with cold detachment, his voice ruthless and indifferent, "Piles of withered bones are your future."
Jing Tou couldn't help but blurt out, "Your Royal Highness, the Pangu Clan has no intention of being an enemy of Divine Province!"
"I am willing to hand over my daughter, hand over this culprit, and let the two of you deal with her as you see fit!"
"Boom!!" Elder Zhu plummeted from the sky, not landing safely, but was kicked down from a great height, crashing heavily onto the ground, his head bleeding profusely.
My head aches, time to sleep.