Dugu Xin knew perfectly well that if Mu Tuo acted personally, he would not stand a chance.
The gap between the Void Refinement Realm and the Profound Origin Realm was simply too vast.
Even with the Grade B cultivation method Jiang Feng had tailored for him and the Yingjia Buddha Sky Ring, he was no match for a Void Refinement Realm expert.
He had already prepared for the worst.
"Dugu Xin, I can give you one more chance."
Mu Tuo spoke, his rough voice reverberating through the residence, exuding boundless dominance.
"As long as you agree to incorporate the Flying Dragon Mercenary Corps into my Ironblood Mercenary Corps and become a squad under us, I can spare your life today."
"You're a smart man. You should understand that even if you refuse, once I kill you, your Flying Dragon Mercenary Corps won't be able to preserve itself."
Dugu Xin remained composed, his tone utterly calm. "Then make your move."
Mu Tuo paused. "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Or do you think you can survive under my hands?"
Dugu Xin smiled faintly without answering.
Mu Tuo snorted. "Fine. Since you're determined to court death, I'll grant you your wish!"
As he spoke, Mu Tuo stretched out a hand. Force burst from his body and condensed in midair into an enormous claw that seized toward Dugu Xin.
The giant claw was ancient and powerful, as tangible as the real thing.
Clearly, Mu Tuo had mastered the Void Refinement Realm's art of manifestation to the utmost. The attacks he formed from force were practically physical.
Naturally, Dugu Xin would not lie helplessly on the chopping block and let others butcher him.
Though he knew he was outmatched, he still had to make a desperate gamble!
The Yingjia Buddha Sky Ring flew