The powerhouses of the Winged Clan below could see some clues from Gao Yuan's attitude.
Gao Yuan clearly did not intend to negotiate with the Ministry of War, but was prepared to continue fighting to the end.
This was not surprising. At this point, both the Ministry of War and the Winged Clan had suffered heavy losses. This was especially true for the Winged Clan, where even their ancestor had died. With such hatred, there was no way to reconcile. The only path left for both sides was to fight to the death.
The martialists of the Winged Clan were already afraid. However, when they thought of Gao Ming's death, they were immediately filled with rage. They felt that even if they had to fight to the death, they had to do their best to avenge their ancestor.
However, they still had to carry out Gao Yuan's orders. They had to preserve some seeds for the Winged Clan.
For example, the thirteen Saints of the younger generation of the Winged Clan must be guaranteed to survive.
…
Only Gao Yuan was left in the Divine Palace of the Winged Clan. Sitting on the throne, his face was gloomy. He tapped lightly with his finger, and an illusory mirror suddenly appeared in front of him.
In the mirror, there was a ripple of water. Immediately after, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in black with an icy aura appeared.
This person's face was cold. His eyes suddenly opened, as if he could see through the mirror and see Gao Yuan. He said coldly, "Gao Yuan, why did you suddenly contact me at this time? Could it be that something has happened in the battle of the Western Region?"
"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that something has happened, I wouldn't have contacted you so quickly."
Gao Yuan snorted coldly. After a moment of silence, he continued, "My elder brother has died in battle. The imperial court has sent three Heavenly King experts to the Western Region. With them, my Winged Clan probably won't be able to hold on for much longer. Therefore, I hope that the matter we discussed before can be carried out as soon as possible."
"No."
The black-clothed man in the mirror decisively refused. "We have already agreed that the Winged Clan will attract the imperial court's attention while we secretly prepare to mobilize our troops at any time and formally break off relations with the imperial court. However, so far, the Winged Clan has not even been able to hold on for half a year. Our preparations are far from enough. We absolutely cannot act rashly at this time."
"Why?
Are you just going to watch as my Winged Clan perishes? If I had known this would happen, my Winged Clan would not have interfered with you in this matter. Moreover, Gu Junlin has long disappeared. Without Gu Junlin, the imperial court may not be able to stop you if you act together, "Gao Yuan said with grief and indignation.
The Winged Clan had suddenly chosen to betray the imperial court because of the black-clothed man's secret instigation.
Who knew that the strength of the imperial court was at least ten times stronger than what Gao Yuan and Gao Ming had estimated?
Thus, the Winged Clan's clan to a stalemate for several years or even decades?, under the full force of the imperial court's..................
Today, the two Progenitors of the Winged Clan were facing the threat of death.
... of Gao's's to's.......
. However, the black-clothed man rejected his request without hesitation.
"No. We've prepared for so many years to defeat Gu Junlin and destroy everything that Gu Junlin has created. We will not act before we have absolute confidence." The black-clothed man's voice was cold.
Gao Yuan's face darkened when he heard this. "Aren't you afraid that I'll surrender to the imperial court if I can't withstand their attack? Then, I'll tell them all about your scheme?"
The scheme that the black-clothed man and the others had devised was a huge one. Once it was exposed, it would definitely shock the heavens and earth.
However, the black-clothed man did not seem to care at all. He laughed coldly and said, "If you want to say it, then say it. It doesn't matter if the imperial court believes it."
Pausing for a moment, the black-clothed man coldly shouted, "Alright, you should do your best to protect your people. The longer you hold on, the more prepared we will be. Who knows, we might even make a move earlier than expected. At that time, your Winged Clan will be considered saved."
With that, the black-clothed man waved his arm and shattered the water mirror in front of Gao Yuan.
"Bastard." Gao Yuan, who had not scolded anyone for at least ten thousand years, finally could not help but curse.
But immediately, a deep sense of helplessness and despair appeared in his eyes.
The Winged Clan was indeed on the verge of collapse.
What was even more terrifying was that the Winged Clan had no way out. Even if they made peace with the imperial court, the imperial court would not let the Winged Clan off so easily.
"Fight. At this point, we can only fight the imperial court to the end." After a moment of thought, hope rekindled in Gao Yuan's eyes.
Just as the black-clothed man had said, as long as the Winged Clan could hold on long enough, there might still be a chance.
Gao Yuan stood up and walked out of the sacred palace.
He needed to open all the seals and origin formations around Sky City as soon as possible to block the attacks of the Ministry of War.
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Around Sky City, countless cultivators of the Ministry of War stared at Sky City.
The Holy Land of the Winged Clan, Sky City, was a huge city floating in the air. It was so large that it was not inferior to any large city in the Hidden Dragon World.
However, at this moment, there were rings of light rising from the surroundings of the Sky City.
These rings of light were of various colors and contained all kinds of strange power of laws. After rising, they even turned into flames, water, ice, and many other powers that enveloped Sky City.
The changes in Sky City had long attracted the attention of the cultivators of the Ministry of War.
Dozens of generals of the Ministry of War were gathered in a huge war chariot.
In front of these generals were the three Heavenly Kings: the Sacred Sword Heavenly King Duan Feibai, the Starry Heavenly King Murong Xian, and the Crippled Hands Heavenly King Wang Chao.
The three Heavenly Kings looked past the war chariot at Sky City in front of them.
"The protective origin formations of Sky City have almost all been activated. It seems that Gao Yuan does not want to surrender, but is stubbornly resisting," Duan Feibai said with a cold expression.
Murong Xian propped up her chin with her small white hand and curled her lips. "It would be strange if Gao Yuan directly surrendered. Now that the imperial court has issued the order to kill the Winged Clan, I believe that Gao Yuan already knew about this. If he really surrendered, the imperial court would definitely not let his clan off. If it were me, I would not surrender either."
"Then, we can only fight. Unfortunately, the men of our Ministry of War will probably suffer heavy casualties this time," Wang Chao coughed and said.
Although Wang Chao's appearance was the most ordinary of the three Heavenly Kings, he was the one who cared the most about the cultivators of the Ministry of War.
This was because this Wang Chao was from the Ministry of War.
"Since Gao Yuan has decided to stubbornly resist to the end, when the time comes, the three of us will directly attack and kill him. Only by killing him can the losses of the Ministry of War be minimized," Wang Chao said with a determined gaze.
However, his words did not resonate with Duan Feibai and Murong Xian.