William's expression had long since darkened.
It stood in stark contrast to Qin Siyang's relaxed demeanor.
William said coldly, "I haven't asked yet. What's your name?"
"Qin Siyang."
"Domain Master Qin, you're already at domain sequence level two, aren't you?"
Qin Siyang made no attempt to hide it. After all, his strength would be impossible to conceal once he attacked. He nodded. "Yes. I got lucky. After killing your people, I broke through two levels in a row."
"You successfully passed five Large Gods' [Succession Trials] before reaching origin sequence level five? You shouldn't have had much information back then. No wonder you aren't interested in ways to pass the [Succession Trial]. So that's where your confidence comes from."
"It isn't confidence. I simply think your subordinates' lives matter far more than a method for passing the [Succession Trial]. Don't you agree?"
"That's right." William nodded, then fell silent for a moment.
He knew there was absolutely no way Qin Siyang could use that bizarre position-swapping skill without limit.
But William had no idea how many times Qin Siyang could use it, or how long its cooldown was before he could use it again.
Moreover, his attack had clearly struck Qin Siyang. An ordinary opponent would have died without question, yet Qin Siyang had appeared before him completely unharmed. The life-saving skill left him in awe.
What's more, here in the Eighth Domain, Qin Siyang was a godlike existence as its Domain Master, while William's skill cooldowns were quadrupled, drastically weakening him.
With timing, terrain, and morale all against him, William didn't dare gamble anymore.
Apart from a few exceptionally strong-willed units, most forces reached the breaking point and routed after losing ten percent of their troops-or even less.
Now the main force had been utterly routed, and the smaller