At this moment, the Astral God Origin of the Eight-Cursed Snake Boss radiated an utterly frantic feeling.
His voice was filled with unbearable misery. "At worst... at worst, I won't take your fifty billion anymore!"
"As long as you get to live, that's enough, right?" Li Tianming chuckled.
"Fine! Of course it's fine! What's wrong with living? Living is damn good!" the Eight-Cursed Snake Boss shouted.
From previously opening his mouth like a lion to now begging only to stay alive, this tremendous change was naturally all thanks to White Night and White Ling. Those two brothers were becoming increasingly terrifying when it came to tormenting people. As dignified Primordial Chaos Giant Beasts, they were growing more and more heaven-defying.
"Let me make this clear first: don't play any tricks on me. Cooperate properly, and you'll spare yourself a lot of suffering." Li Tianming coldly patted his Astral God Origin, then continued, "I was able to ruin your plans and capture you because I have my own intelligence network and people behind me. They aren't as easy to talk to as I am. I can tell whether everything you say is true or false, so don't test my patience. If you don't cooperate, you'll discover that there are things in this world more painful than death—being unable to die, yet unable to live."
"Got it! What a nag!" The Eight-Cursed Snake Boss grumbled. He felt miserable inside, but there was nothing he could do. Li Tianming's vast abilities had already left him feeling powerless. If he had not truly become somewhat afraid, his tone would never have been so yielding.
"Tell me everything you know." Li Tianming's tone was calm and cold as he waited silently.
The Eight-Cursed Snake Boss fell silent for a while before finally saying, "To put