Chen Yang slowly rose to his feet, his calm gaze meeting Jin Ming's.
"Though the Chen Kingdom is small, it has always lived in peace with its neighboring nations!"
"These so-called disputes are nothing but baseless fears!"
"So as for this alliance, I'm afraid I must respectfully decline!"
Jin Ming's main target this time had been Chen Yang.
Seeing Chen Yang refuse, he was secretly delighted.
"Good!"
"You've got backbone!"
"In that case, you can go with Tale!"
As he spoke, he could not wait to make his move.
With the same grabbing motion, Chen Yang felt a terrifying force pressing in from all directions, as if it meant to crush him to pieces.
He mobilized all the strength in his body to resist, but his level-fifteen cultivation was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot before the other man.
"I miscalculated!"
Chen Yang cried out inwardly.
He had thought that with his own strength, even if he was no match for this agent of the Void Organization, he could at least hold out for a while.
That way, he could at least make the other rulers understand that the so-called Greck Group was not an invincible existence, and that if they united, they would still have the strength to fight.
But the current situation was far worse than he had imagined.
Not only had he fallen into a desperate trap, he would probably also cause the other rulers to lose all confidence in resisting.
"Creak, creak!"
Under the tremendous pressure, Chen Yang's bones let out groans of unbearable strain, and blood seeped from his seven orifices.
His heart sank into darkness...
He had been one move short...
He was unwilling!
But... reality forced him to bow his head...
"I... the Chen Kingdom... am willing to submit to the