The Spirit Spear Returns
Xue Yan's pupils contracted slightly.
Submit? Or die? This mysterious man before him, who seemed to be Spirit Spear, actually wanted him to submit?
For a moment, Xue Yan did not know whether to call the other man confident or foolish, but he also sensed the killing intent radiating from him.
If he did not agree to submit, he would probably really die.
"Xue Yan, I'll give you five seconds to think it over. If you don't agree, then die," Li Yuan said coldly. "Five, four, three..."
Whoosh!
"I am willing to submit." Xue Yan suddenly dropped to one knee and said in a low voice, "I, Xue Yan of the Wanmo Civilization, am willing to submit to Master."
In truth, however, Xue Yan's heart was icy cold, filled with killing intent.
Master? Once he escaped and left the Mingxu Star Realm, in the future, he would definitely find a way to kill this fool.
Of course, Xue Yan had also guessed that this mysterious man before him had most likely already obtained the Civilization Mothership's treasure. Only then could he possess such authority.
But!
So what if he had obtained the treasure? As long as Xue Yan escaped and returned to the Wanmo Civilization, the other party would be unable to do anything to him.
A real man knew when to bend and when to stand tall. As long as he could survive, Xue Yan did not care about bowing his head temporarily.
"Damn it! If I hadn't run into those fools, the Ten Thousand Scales Beast Emperor and the Heaven Snake Beast Emperor, and used up my life-saving secret treasure earlier, I'd be able to escape now too." Xue Yan secretly seethed.
Earlier, when he had just entered the Divine Land, he had used