"Senior Brother Tongtian, we surrender! It was all our fault!"
"Considering we were once fellow disciples, spare our lives!"
Jieyin and Zhunti stared at Tongtian pleadingly, their eyes full of supplication. They were just short of dropping to their knees and kowtowing.
"Senior Brother Tongtian, Yuanshi deceived us into coming here. We never intended to be your enemies!"
"That's right! It was all Yuanshi's dirty tricks! He pushed us out to take the blow while he dragged Taishang away and fled!"
Face? They could no longer afford to care about that.
If this dragged on any longer, their Dao foundations would shatter and their Dao fruits would collapse.
How many tribulations had they endured, how much time had they spent, before attaining Saintly Positions? Once they fell, climbing back to the peak would be harder than ascending to heaven!
They did not dare gamble on it. They only hoped Tongtian would stop. Even if he made them sweep the steps of Kunlun Mountain for three thousand years, they would gladly accept!
People had always been like this: they turned a deaf ear to kind words, but the moment the stick came down, they immediately lowered their heads and admitted defeat.
Tongtian did not answer. He merely looked at the two quietly, a meaningful smile slowly rising at the corners of his lips.
He had not expected these two stubborn bones to soften so quickly.
He had originally planned to cut them down a few more rounds, but now it was rather inconvenient to continue.
"Senior Brother Tongtian, if you are willing to spare us, I am willing to offer up my finest Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit with both hands!"
"I beg Senior Brother to show mercy!"
The Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit was the last remaining Innate Supreme Treasure