"Alright, I'll give you ten days to think it over."
Mo Xue Ming nodded and waved his hand, releasing over a dozen Hongmeng Flying Swords to form a circle, trapping Tian Lang tightly.
"After ten days, if you're willing to join me, we'll share the world together."
After a pause, Mo Xue Ming's eyes brimmed with murderous intent: "But if you dare to say 'no', don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Upon hearing this, Tian Lang's eyes grew increasingly grave.
He was well aware of Mo Xue Ming's vicious methods. If he refused, he would surely be obliterated.
If it were simply a swift death, Tian Lang wouldn't mind, but he feared Mo Xue Ming's cruel torture, inflicting endless suffering.
Moreover, he hadn't transmitted the information about Yan Tian Dragon God back yet, so he wasn't ready to die!
...
At the border between the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Palace and the Divine Kingdom.
Ye Chen glanced at the sky, a bit hesitant.
