A young girl standing atop two Azure Dragons softly opened her lips, her voice crisp like a phoenix bird's call.
"Central Plains Emperor, we are willing to surrender!"
The remaining barbarians who heard this were completely dumbfounded.
They spent the lives of a hundred thousand people summoning the Wood Emperor, only to witness her surrender?
Not only the barbarians, but even Song Lin didn't know how to respond.
Thinking it would be a great battle, he hadn't anticipated such an outcome.
As if understanding Song Lin's thoughts, Ju Mang explained:
"You are strong; I am the Wood God. If we were to fight, thousands of miles of vegetation would wither, and countless lives would perish. This is a situation I do not wish to see. The Emperor governs the world, and for them to submit to you is right."
Ju Mang, the Wood God, drew her divine power from life.
If she were to fight Song Lin, it would undoubtedly lead to a catastrophic upheaval, destroying numerous lives and creatures.
