"Submit?"
Ye Xishui's expression changed abruptly.
As the Sun Moon Empire's Supreme Consecrated Douluo, she held an exalted position, beneath no one and above millions.
When had she ever submitted to anyone?
Besides, they belonged to opposing factions.
So what if Tang San was a god?
Ye Xishui had never held any respect for Tang San.
More importantly...
Ye Xishui was a madwoman whose mental fortitude was every bit the equal of Bibi Dong's.
Anyone who hoped to control her was a fool dreaming the impossible.
Not even Tang San could do it.
"I, Ye Xishui, would rather die in battle or be slain by you than bow my head.
"You'd better put that idea out of your mind."
Her answer was utterly resolute.
Tang San's gaze hardened.
He had to admit that Ye Xishui's answer had caught him somewhat off guard.
Were there really people who didn't fear death?
Or did she think I wouldn't dare kill her?
Whichever it was, Tang San refused to accept it.
"Hahaha! Good, good, good!"
Tang San laughed in his fury. "I haven't descended upon the Douluo Continent for some years, and now people no longer fear me?
"Or have I simply run into someone with a death wish? Interesting. Truly interesting!"
He seemed to be using this to preserve his dignity.
"If you truly think I can't bear to hurt you, then you couldn't be more mistaken.
"Whether on the Douluo Continent or in the Divine Realm, there is no one I, Tang San, dare not strike."
Tang San said grimly, "Since you wish to die, I'll grant your wish. Be smarter in your next life, and don't defy my wishes."
As he spoke, a powerful aura erupted from his body.
Although he had yet to attack, the sheer force of his