No sooner had Jing Lie spoken than the densely packed Water-Flowing Swords surrounding him stopped all at once, as though they had received an order.
They still surrounded Jing Lie, however. If he made the slightest suspicious move, the Water-Flowing Swords would attack him immediately.
"Phew."
Seeing the Water-Flowing Swords stop, Jing Lie could not help letting out a breath. He relaxed considerably, though a trace of lingering fear remained on his face.
If those Water-Flowing Swords continued attacking, he would likely die right here. After all, less than five percent of his life divine power remained.
He was already perilously close to death's door.
Qin Hao strode through the starry sky toward him. Jing Lie watched him approach from a distance, seeing his calm expression and cold eyes.
At the sight, Jing Lie's heart lurched. He hurriedly pleaded, "Young Master You, as long as you spare my life, I'm willing to surrender. I'm willing to submit to you!"
Not far away, Li Yunchan paused, looking somewhat surprised. She seemed not to have expected Qin Hao to actually spare Jing Lie.
Damn it!
Jing Lie felt utterly humiliated. He lowered his head, his face twisting viciously, doing his utmost to hide his expression.
Humiliation!
Utter humiliation!
As a mighty half-step divine king, he had actually surrendered to an Early-Stage Dao-Origin Divine Lord in front of so many people.
If word of this spread...
His reputation would be utterly ruined, his good name dragged through the dirt.
Once I break through to divine king, Jing Lie snarled inwardly, his thoughts vicious, I'll kill this brat!
I'll make him unable to live or die!
Jing Lie ground his teeth. To him, he had swallowed half a lifetime's worth of humiliation today.
His hatred for Qin Hao had reached unprecedented heights. Despite that