You've got to be kidding. Did he even have a choice?
Whether he fell into the hands of those people from before or this group here, the outcome was obvious.
There was no way out but death.
It only came down to whose hands he died by and whose Soul Ring he became.
Once the child before him had revealed his Martial Soul and Soul Rings, the Flame Lion King had already submitted.
His First Soul Ring was ten thousand years old, and his Fourth Soul Ring was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
His words carried pressure from the depths of the soul. This child was clearly someone who could become a god.
The other party had also promised that as long as he became a god, he could arrange for the Flame Lion King to be revived in the Divine Realm.
What was there to hesitate about?
In fact, before he could even respond, the other party had already been preparing to act.
He had even revealed his Second Martial Soul, whose First Soul Ring was something the Flame Lion King had never seen before.
Just from its power and pressure, he could tell it was connected to the gods of legend.
With conditions like these, he would have to be out of his mind not to agree.
So he hurriedly declared his willingness to offer himself as a sacrifice.
Seeing how sensible the Flame Lion King was, Qian Yu finally stopped advancing.
Then he discussed the terms of the sacrifice with him.
Qian Yu had originally hoped the other party might provide him with another External Soul Bone.
Unexpectedly, the fellow simply couldn't do it.
At most, he could control what type of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone he condensed.
"Yan, which Soul Bone do you want?"
Qian Yu