Submission or Death

"I gave you a choice, yet you questioned whether everything before this had been arranged by me."

"What?"

"Could it be that I designed the Overseer, that I forcibly activated the Void Cage in the Twilight Abyss?"

"How are all these things supposedly my doing, yet now you're blaming someone else?"

Shen Yi's face remained expressionless as he looked at the surrounding elves as if they were trash. When his gaze reached Xilos, none of his earlier calm remained.

All that replaced it was endless indifference.

And as Shen Yi's words fell—

Bang!

A dull thud rang out as an elf of weaker strength failed to withstand the pressure within Shen Yi's Shadow Domain and dropped to his knees.

Then came a second, then a third!

Gradually, more and more elves could no longer endure the pressure and instantly fell to their knees.

The nearly mud-like, sea-like heaviness within the Shadow Domain pressed the elves down until they could not even lift their heads. They could not even speak.

"Hmph!"

"With your level of strength, never mind whether you're of any use to my husband—if he really wanted to kill you, he would've wiped you all out long ago! And you still have the nerve to question whether my husband is targeting your Elf race!"

"Why don't you take a good look at what your Elf race has become!"

"Are you even worthy?"

Fei Mi folded her arms across her chest, looking down at them with utter contempt.

She had long known the Elf race would end up like this. At the beginning, she had suggested that Shen Yi simply take a more forceful approach, but considering Wen Ke'er and Nila Shun, Shen Yi had not forcibly subdued Xilos.

Now that things had turned out this way, Fei Mi truly