"How do I want to die?"
The Swallowing Heaven Demon Lord kept assessing Ye Xuan with his eyes, wanting to gauge Ye Xuan's cultivation, but was surprised to find he couldn't discern anything.
There was no aura emanating, nor any intimidating presence that would make him uneasy—Ye Xuan seemed like a mere mortal, posing no threat to him at all.
"Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue with such big words? You should ask me how you wish to die. Perhaps if you kneel at my feet and plead, I might grant you a merciful death."
The Swallowing Heaven Demon Lord laughed mockingly, unable to dispel his lingering apprehension.
To be honest, the Swallowing Heaven Demon Lord still had some apprehension towards Ye Xuan, but seeing Ye Xuan exuding the aura of a living person, that slight fear vanished.
