"Yuan Hongying, do you want to live or die?"
Inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space, Yuan Hongying, whom Ye Zhen had captured alive, had gone from melancholy to helplessness.
He looked at Ye Zhen with utter helplessness in his eyes.
Did such a question even need an answer?
Of course he wanted to live.
He was in the prime of his life, born into a powerful clan, immensely strong, with a bright future ahead of him.
Wanting to die meant there was something wrong with his head.
"Your strength truly surpassed all my expectations! Even now, I cannot understand how, in barely more than ten years, you grew to this extent.
Can you tell me?" Yuan Hongying asked the question he desperately wanted answered.
His strength had soared over the years because of the Holy Eagle Family's vast outpouring of resources and the support of all sorts of Secret Realms.
That was how he had raised his cultivation to the World King Realm Ninth Heaven Peak in just over ten years, only half a step away from the Dao Realm.
But Ye Zhen? More than ten years ago, he had only been at the initial stage of the Divine General Realm.
His starting point had been lower, yet his achievements far surpassed Yuan Hongying's.
It wounded Yuan Hongying deeply.
"Well... I simply cultivated normally." Ye Zhen answered with great sincerity. He truly had cultivated normally—normally within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space, normally with Little Demon's help.
Yuan Hongying curled his lips speechlessly. To hell with normal cultivation. Even a direct disciple of a Dao Ancestor probably would not have cultivated that quickly.
"Do you know why I came to capture you alive today?" Ye Zhen asked instead.
At that, Yuan Hongying curled his lips disdainfully. "Of course it was