Indeed, crippling them now would be of little use to the Godslaying Sword.
Since it wouldn't enhance its power much, there's no point in crippling them, so Ye Feng couldn't be bothered.
"Phew!" Seeing Ye Feng only taking their belongings without crippling them, these people finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling they narrowly escaped disaster.
"Spare us! Please spare us, big brother! I'll get you whatever you want, just don't kill me."
"That's right, as long as you spare us, we'll do anything for you. We are not speaking lightly."
As Ye Feng approached, the two old monsters targeted by him immediately knelt on the ground, loudly begging for mercy.
To survive, to avoid having their cultivation base crippled, they decided to throw caution to the wind, disregarding everything.
What they were doing was indeed disgraceful, humiliating themselves in front of so many people.
But compared to their cultivation base, compared to their lives, what was dignity?
