Yu Lian heard every word of the conversation between the king-elect and the king-in-waiting across from him. They seemed like refreshingly forthright villains, not even bothering to put on an act in front of him. That confirmed some of his earlier suspicions.
Of course, it didn't matter to him now—not when the pulsing ball of fire mattered so much more.
The core of the spirit flame was throbbing incessantly, trying every moment to slip into a crack in space and vanish, like a fish trying to dart back into the sea. But trapped in this space, it couldn't escape.
At that moment, Yu Lian sensed its will. It opened its mind to him, begging for mercy. The minds of Void Lords were unlike those of sapient beings shaped by society. Their thoughts contained information that was vast yet profound, and concealed countless deadly dangers. Yu Lian could tell that even if he continued to advance and reached the realm of a True God, directly peering into the mind of such a mysterious creature would still be extremely dangerous.
Even so, he clearly felt the Root Demon of a Thousand Eyes pleading with him.
It offered him a bargain. If Yu Lian spared it, he could command it for the rest of its life. As long as Yu Lian lived, this powerful Void Lord would be his loyal servant and beast of burden.
Well, that was a very generous offer.
Yu Lian thought of his master's little Black Tortoise and little Immortal Crane. Those Void beasts had such impressive appearances that just standing nearby made their presence and aura carry a hundred meters.
If he really had a Void Lord as a minion, then even if he hadn't reached the Ninth Ring, he'd surely have the imposing presence of a True