"You're that dog's master from just now?"
Yang Tian asked with amused interest.
"That's right, I am Ling Hong Martial Immortal, guardian of the South Celestial Gate!" The middle-aged man hovered in midair, pointing at Yang Tian's feet. "You refined my disciple. I'll give you one chance now: kneel to me immediately. If you don't, you will die without a doubt!"
Yang Tian laughed. "Ling Hong Martial Immortal? What's your rank in the Immortal Realm?"
"Yang Tian, in the Immortal Realm the hierarchy is strict. At the bottom are Immortals, above that are all kinds of Spirit Immortals, like Martial Immortal, Magic Immortal, Talisman Immortal…"
Wu Jie hurriedly explained.
"So what you're saying is, this so-called Ling Hong Martial Immortal of yours is only a bit higher than a basic Immortal?"
Yang Tian smiled.
And this kind of trash actually wants him to kneel?
Utterly laughable!
Even the dignified Head of the Judgement Institute wouldn't dare order him to kneel.
