"Would you prefer to be steamed, braised, or poached? Fried would work too... I can mercifully fulfill any of your wishes. Consider it a good deed, letting you die without regrets."
"How about it? That way, I won't have disgraced Ming Zun's title of Immortal Lord."
"Of course, you can also join forces and attack me. But then the powers and sects behind you—even your entire realms—will cease to exist!"
After Fang Yu delivered those airy yet utterly emotionless words,
every one of the more than a hundred Mahayana cultivators and Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Venerables in the Helian Merchant Alliance's Heaven Beyond Heaven hall felt a chill run down their spines. None of them even entertained the thought of resisting or attacking.
An unprecedented gloom weighed upon their hearts, leaving them unable to muster even the desire to resist.
This was enough to prove just how terrifying Fang Yu truly was.
He was an existence they could not possibly contend against. Yet they had been courting death, actually planning to join hands against Fang Yu and wipe out the entire Human Race and Demon Race. It was nothing but a fool's dream, pure wishful thinking—an absolute impossibility. They had been completely deceived by Ming Zun of the Helian Merchant Alliance.
"Looks like none of you wants to die. Then this is simple. As long as you kill this fellow Daoist Ming Zun, I can consider sparing you."
Fang Yu swept his gaze over the Mahayana cultivators and Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Venerables from every realm in the hall, then smiled faintly and gave them words that rekindled their hope.
Only Ming Zun of the Helian Merchant Alliance turned deathly pale, all color draining from his face. He wanted to flee, but abruptly discovered that he could not move at all. He