"An Tian, the final judgment has been delivered by this king, all the members of the Clan of Darkness have heard this ultimate verdict of execution, and now you come forth to act in this manner, to plead with this king, do you intend to make me lose trust in front of the clan members?"
"Do you truly want this king to retract the orders already issued for your own selfish desire?" An Ye's voice was transmitted from the great hall, carrying a powerful oppressive presence.
As he knelt down, An Tian felt a strong pressure above him; it was as if an invisible mountain loomed over him, trying to press him to the ground.
This pressure and oppressive feeling that should have been unbearable for an ordinary person, An Tian managed to withstand with his sheer will, slowly raised his head under the Clan Leader An Ye's pressure and shouted:
