"Not enough. If you agree to kill Heaven-Supporting Demon King, this matter may still be negotiable. That beast ambushed Wei Fan. If he doesn't die, Wei Fan will not let it go!"
Wei Zhenwu's face was filled with "ruthlessness".
He naturally knew he couldn't give the Demon Race a chance to breathe, but if he could somehow trick the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect into killing the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, it might save them some effort later.
"You're dreaming!"
Unfortunately, the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect wasn't a fool. Right now, in the Demon Race, it was probably just him and the Heaven-Supporting Demon King left. If he killed the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, he would truly be without any support.
"It seems you truly want mutual destruction!" The Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect stared daggers at Wei Zhenwu as he began to retreat.
