"What exactly is your cultivation level?"
The Thunder Emperor looked at He Pingsheng, his expression utterly conflicted.
There was anger, shock, dejection, and unwillingness to yield!
He Pingsheng asked in return, "Does that matter?"
"Besides, if I said I was only at the Supreme Unity Golden Immortal twelfth layer, would you believe me?"
"Hmph..." The Thunder Emperor looked unconvinced. "Supreme Unity? Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"
He Pingsheng curled his lips. "Fine, I told you that you wouldn't believe me!"
"I can't be bothered wasting words with you either!" He Pingsheng looked at the Thunder Emperor and Ao Qi before him. "I don't want to entangle myself in too much cause and effect, either!"
"You said earlier that you would suppress me for ten thousand years. Now I'll repay you in your own coin and suppress you both for ten thousand years. Surely you have no objections?"
Though it sounded like a question, He Pingsheng's words were as decisive as a blade cutting nails and cleaving iron.
The Thunder Emperor knew the choice was not his to make. He merely snorted coldly and said nothing more.
As for Ao Qi behind him, his head was hanging so low it could have poked into the ground.
Unfortunately, there was no ground in the void.
"Good. Silence means no objections!" He Pingsheng said mildly. "Both of you bear Buddhist Path marks I planted. These marks are vicious in the extreme. Removing them yourselves is impossible!"
"But I can control them and temporarily keep them from activating inside you!"
"The condition is that you both serve as my slaves for ten thousand years!"
"Well?"
He Pingsheng looked at them. Before either could answer, he continued, "Of course, you may refuse. But if you do, don't blame me for activating the