"Xuanyuan, hold your hand!"
Xuanyuan started violently, a flicker of astonishment crossing his otherwise resolute gaze. He slowly lowered his sword, the blade still stained with Chiyou's blood, glaringly conspicuous under the sunlight. Turning around with eyes full of perplexity, he looked at Su Yu: "Martial Ancestor, this Chiyou attempted to seize the position of Human Race Common Sovereign. Now that he is defeated, it is precisely the time to eliminate him and prevent future trouble. Why stop me?" Urgency laced his voice, as if he were demanding an explanation for why Su Yu would let off an enemy who threatened the Human Race.
Su Yu raised his hand slightly, his palm seeming to contain boundless power as the mystical halo shifted gently, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake. With a smile, he said: "Xuanyuan, you don't understand. Although Chiyou failed to wrest the position of Common Sovereign from you, his strength is truly formidable, and he carries the bloodline of both humans and the Wu Clan. If we can subdue him, it will greatly benefit our Human Race." His voice was steady and powerful, carrying a persuasive, almost magical reassurance.
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