"Does anyone still object? My patience is limited. Tell me which path you choose, and be quick about it!" Chen Mu's tone grew more forceful.
He had not spent all this time and effort just to reason with these people.
"I, Du Fei of the Tai'an Realm, am willing to submit to Tianyuan!"
Since arriving at the Tianyuan Holy Land, he had done a lifetime's worth of kneeling.
This time, however, he knelt willingly.
Rather than raise a mantis's arm against a chariot and seek death in a head-on clash, he would compromise and submit to Tianyuan-and, more importantly, to Chen Mu.
Some might find the word "submission" demeaning.
But if the person they submitted to was powerful enough, it was no different from an ordinary person clinging to someone influential's thigh.
Even Great Emperors were human!
Besides, submitting to Chen Mu came with a Heaven Rank Emperor Weapon as a reward. Why would they refuse?
Having lived for thousands of years, they were no longer the high-spirited, naive youths who had first entered the world of martial cultivation, ignorant of the heights of heaven and the depths of earth, willing to venture anywhere and gamble on anything.
Knowing a tiger lurked on the mountain yet heading straight toward it was a thing of the past.
Cutting their losses in time and quitting while they were ahead-that was their future.
"I, Zhao Zidong of the Nine Origins Realm, am willing to submit to Tianyuan! To the Young Master!"
"I, Qin Shou of the True Yang Realm, am willing to submit to Tianyuan! To the Young Master!"
"I, Liu Huang of the Imperial Dragon Realm, am willing to submit to Tianyuan! To the Young Master!"
"I, Song Lan of the Water Cloud Realm, am willing to submit to Tianyuan! To the