Whoosh!
Qin Hao was astonishingly fast. In almost the blink of an eye, he had arrived before the two middle-aged half-step True Gods.
The two half-step True Gods stood rooted to the spot, looking dazed. Only when they saw Qin Hao before them did they finally realize what had happened.
"He's dead... Brother Yan is dead..."
"How is that possible? Brother Yan was a top-tier ordinary True God powerhouse. How could he die at the hands of a half-step True God?"
As they watched Qin Hao slowly approach, their faces filled with terror.
Too fast!
So fast that Qin Hao had already succeeded in Slaying the Bearded Man before either of them could react.
More importantly...
Even the Bearded Man, a True God powerhouse, had been no match for Qin Hao.
What chance did the two of them have?
Thud! Thud!
Neither man even considered fleeing. What a joke—if even the Bearded Man had failed to escape, how could two half-step True Gods possibly get away?
Without the slightest hesitation, they dropped to their knees, looking at Qin Hao with terror and awe.
"Spare us! My lord, spare us!"
"We're willing to submit!"
Both men repeatedly begged for mercy.
The two men froze, clearly not expecting Qin Hao to ask such a question. The man on the left reacted a little faster and hurriedly replied, "My lord, Yan Ming forced us into all of this! He was a True God, while we're only half-step True Gods. He forced us to become bandits, threatening to kill us if we refused."
"Yes, yes, exactly! We were forced into it," the other man hurriedly added.
Qin Hao offered no comment.
His divine sense had detected the three of them discussing how to capture him earlier, and the Bearded Man had shown no sign