"Xu Daoist, I am willing to join the Butian Sect and become a House Elder of the Butian Sect! Please, stop this Divine Power!" Hong Wenren pleaded, his face etched with grief.
In just a few breaths, the lower half of his body had been incinerated by this unknown black fire, and he feared the rest of his Dao Body wouldn't last much longer. What was even more terrifying was that his Nascent Soul was now also tainted by several clusters of the black fire. It wailed ceaselessly and piteously within his Dantian, his Divine Soul suffering severe damage.
"I am willing to be a slave! Have a Slave Mark placed upon me! I will serve Master Xu and the Butian Sect for my entire life..." Seeing Xu Xing remained unmoved, Hong Wenren swallowed his humiliation and bowed his head once more.
