Lu Chuan looked at the Worship God Cult God Realm Expert kneeling before him, and a trace of mockery surfaced on his face.
"Do you know why I didn't suppress you outright?"
Lu Chuan chuckled, a hint of teasing in his voice, and said, "Because out of the four of you, you were the most arrogant, and you made me very unhappy.
"So I decided to let you properly experience what despair is..."
Within that calm voice was a bone-chilling cold.
For a moment, this person trembled all over, cold seeping through his entire body.
"No... you can't do this. I'll be of great help to you. Don't you want to deal with the Worship God Cult? I know many of the Worship God Cult's secrets..."
This person begged loudly for mercy, his body trembling faintly.
He had none of the bearing a God Realm Expert ought to have.
In truth, many of these God Realm members of the Worship God Cult had been raised up through external forces.
Their cultivation had risen, but their state of mind did not match it.
Just like the previous Gu Shentong.
He had devoured others' origins with a Secret Technique to raise his cultivation, causing a flaw in his Dao heart. Even as a Sixth Order God Realm, he still had not been Lu Chuan's match.
The man before him was actually even more unbearable than Gu Shentong.
He counted as one of the weakest sort among the God Realm.
Now, facing death, he was making an even uglier spectacle of himself.
"What help could a piece of trash be to me?"
Lu Chuan sneered. "As for all that information you know, after I directly Soul Search you, I'll know it just the same, and I won't have to worry about any schemes