"Hmph!"
Jiang Xinghai stood as proud as a king, his gaze as sharp as a blade, completely unaffected by the predatory stares of the three men opposite him.
The three Elders' conviction began to waver.
They could truly feel the powerful, king-like aura emanating from Jiang Xinghai.
He was like a majestic lion displaying its unparalleled might before them.
The three Elders exchanged a look, the sharp glint in their eyes gradually fading.
They knew there was no turning back.
Either the three of them could join forces to defeat this king.
But the consequence would likely be a gruesome end for all three of them.
Or, they could choose to submit.
"Let's risk it all on one more strike before we decide!" the Grand Elder, who had an almost ethereal air about him, suddenly growled.
The other two nodded grimly.
Then, the three of them charged at Jiang Xinghai together in a pincer formation.
"You're stubborn until the very end!"
