Qin Tiangong was aghast. Though he fought to restrain himself, a flicker of terror still flashed uncontrollably through his eyes.
The aura of the white-robed youth before him had actually grown fiercer still. His blazing sword light burned like heavenly fire, as though it would incinerate heaven and earth.
Hearing Xiao Chen say he would attack without restraint, Qin Tiangong broke into a cold sweat. That last strike had already torn open the web of his sword hand, leaving blood streaming down. Even after exhausting his Divine Abilities, he could not heal it.
If Xiao Chen unleashed another peerless beam of sword light, would he not perish, his cultivation vanishing with him?
"Wait!"
At the thought of what would happen if the white-robed youth attacked without restraint, Qin Tiangong hurriedly raised a hand to stop him.
"What is it?"
Xiao Chen frowned. Had Qin Tiangong not held the Dao Peak Mountain Twin Dragons captive, he would never have bothered listening and would have simply killed him with a single stroke. But with hostages in his enemy's hands, he could not throw stones without fearing for the precious vessel beside the rat.
"I see some promise in your talent, and I cherish gifted men. If you submit to me, I can take you on as a sword attendant. Follow me, and you will count as half a Qiankun Divine Seed yourself. It would be like a fish leaping through the Dragon Gate, soaring straight into the heavens!"
Qin Qiankun spoke, but in truth, he had no intention of recruiting Xiao Chen. Everything he said was a lie meant only to keep Xiao Chen in check.
Never mind that the hatred between Xiao Chen and the Qiankun Dynasty ran as deep as the sea, leaving no possibility of reconciliation.
Even if Xiao