"Ouyang Zehui, hurry up and kill her!"
The moment Zhuang Lingyun spoke, several Ancient Ancestors could no longer sit still. If Ouyang Zehui actually agreed, wouldn't the High-Level Heavenly Vault become a laughingstock?
"Boom!"
At Zhuang Lingyun's words, before Ouyang Zehui could even think it over, Ghost Phoenix Race Ancient Ancestor and the others' voices thundered through his mind, nearly shattering his skull.
Ouyang Zehui clutched his head, pain twisting his face. His mind was completely disrupted; he couldn't think, his thoughts suppressed.
The power of Hegemon Grade beings was terrifying beyond measure. Even though he possessed invincible potential among Quasi-Immortal Emperors, in the eyes of Hegemon Grade beings he was still nothing more than a slightly outstanding ant, one they could crush with a flick of their fingers.
At last, Ouyang Zehui staggered, clutching his head, and dropped to one knee. The Ancient Ancestors' words lingered in his mind like a nightmare, impossible to shake.
"What's wrong with you?"
Zhuang Lingyun looked at Ouyang Zehui's pained expression in confusion. "I was only testing the waters. You don't have to agree if you don't want to. There's no need to go this far."
Asking Ouyang Zehui to surrender by handing over his Fortress Flags had indeed been a sudden idea of hers. She'd only thought it would be fun to test him.
Zhuang Lingyun had never expected Ouyang Zehui to agree to something like that.
After all, this was a battle between Quasi-Immortal Emperors, and the consequences could be serious or trivial. No matter how powerful Ouyang Zehui's background was, he couldn't possibly agree.
"It's not..." Ouyang Zehui waved a hand, but after only a single gesture, he clutched his head again and let out a low growl.
"Kill her!"
"Kill her!!"
"Kill her!!!"
The Ancient Ancestors' voices grew louder