Treat Prisoners Well

Yang Ling ignored Jiang Li and continued spewing Fire Flood Dragon Breath.

The Vital Blood within him was rapidly plummeting.

In contrast, Jiang Li's body was gradually being burned to charcoal, yet the damage was not as severe as expected.

It could only be said that, as a Lower Third Grade Great Grandmaster, Jiang Li's Flesh Derivation was indeed far stronger than that of a Fourth-Grade Grandmaster.

If it had been Zhu Xiu or Luo Wendao back then, they would already have undergone Bone-Burning Inheritance under such a level of Fire Flood Dragon Breath.

The Flesh Derivation power in Jiang Li's body continuously repaired the areas scorched by the Fire Flood Dragon Breath.

Only after burning him for more than half a quarter-hour did Yang Ling finally stop, still wanting more.

Seeing that his body had endured this wave of attacks, Jiang Li immediately sighed in relief and forced a smile onto his face.

"Young friend, I am a Third-Grade Great Grandmaster of the Mingling Sect, and I hold a certain position in the Rong Kingdom.

"If you truly subject me to Bone-Burning Inheritance today, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"You come from nothing more than a second-rate sect. Even as a Lower Third Grade Great Grandmaster, what value do you have for Bone-Burning Inheritance?"

"Rather than subjecting you to Bone-Burning Inheritance, I might as well hand you over to the court and get some benefits in return."

Yang Ling spoke blandly.

From beginning to end, he had never intended to subject Jiang Li to Bone-Burning Inheritance. If he truly wanted to do that, Jiang Zhuo would definitely be his chosen target.

Jiang Zhuo possessed first-rate internal arts and first-rate martial techniques. In that regard, he was far more valuable than Jiang Li.

The smile on Jiang Li's face became