The Ancient Bodhi Tree chimed softly, and the Pure Qi filling the sky dispersed. Then sixteen listless figures drifted over.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
As the last of the Pure Qi vanished, the sixteen figures were tossed onto the ground before Liu Xi, producing a series of dull thuds.
Liu Xi looked them over and picked one. At last, he pointed at one who looked somewhat pleasing to the eye and said, "You, come here!"
Luo Tianshen's heart trembled, filled with bitterness. Although he had repeatedly overestimated them, he had never imagined that this divine tree could unleash the power of a Heaven Supreme.
There was not a single being on the entire Western Heaven Continent capable of contending with it.
He did not know why the young man before him had not yet killed them, but he knew that if he could not satisfy him, he would truly die without even a burial place.
He immediately scrambled up from the ground, enduring the agonizing pain throughout his body as he hurried over to Liu Xi. Lowering his head, he respectfully replied, "My lord!"
At his age, bowing his head to a young man left a sour feeling in his heart. Even as the head of a clan, he had no choice but to lower his head.
Of the three Low-level Earth Supremes from the Luoshen Clan, two had already fainted. The remaining one watched Luo Tianshen act this way, his eyes holding thirty percent unwillingness, thirty percent humiliation, and forty percent fear.
Although the other three clan leaders were filled with terror, they could not help feeling a little schadenfreude.
Looking at the thoroughly respectful old man, Liu Xi raised an eyebrow. He had accepted reality so quickly. Flexible and adaptable—he was someone capable.
What Liu Xi feared most was