"Considering we are all mythical beasts, I beg you, senior, to spare our lives."
The two mythical beasts pleaded for mercy again, already terrified by the Ice Phoenix; if they continued the fight, they feared for their lives.
Seizing the moment before being seriously injured or slain, begging for mercy was undoubtedly the wisest choice.
"Not even the time of a single incense stick has passed, and you've already given in?" The Ice Phoenix looked puzzled.
These noble ancient mythical beasts, possessing extremely strong physical bodies and power comparable to the Half-Immortal Realm—could they be so easily defeated?
A giant python lamented, "Senior's Ice Attribute Power is too terrifying; our Spiritual Power is completely suppressed, and we simply cannot endure."
The other giant python panicked and said, "Senior, we are covered in your sword wounds; if the fight continues, we'll be doomed."
