One hour earlier.
Thunderclap True Lord sat slumped in an icy jade chair, his face pale.
According to the past conventions of the Southern Wasteland's great cultivation sects, the defeated either died, knelt in submission to accept their due punishment, or became bargaining chips exchanged in negotiations between the great sects.
But Chen Beiwu came from the Immortal Alliance. Even defeated True Lords would receive some dignity from him.
Even so, a trace of unwillingness still lingered in Thunderclap True Lord's eyes.
"Are you thinking that if you hadn't underestimated your enemy, if you'd attacked with your full strength from the outset, or fled with everything you had, you would never have become a prisoner?" Chen Beiwu asked calmly.
Thunderclap True Lord barely reacted to those words. Yu Shuiyao, by contrast, bit her lip slightly, her feelings complicated.
She wasn't questioning Chen Zi'ang's strength. It was simply that those words sounded as though heaven and earth had been turned upside down.
Since when did a peak Nascent Soul True Lord need to flee immediately upon encountering a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator?
Yet judging by what had actually happened, Chen Zi'ang's words really weren't wrong!
If Chen Zi'ang could capture Thunderclap True Lord alive, how could an ordinary peak Nascent Soul True Lord possibly be his match?
"A defeat is a defeat. There is no point discussing such things."
Thunderclap True Lord looked straight at Chen Zi'ang, his bearing undiminished, not at all like a prisoner.
"Then I won't waste words either. If you surrender, you can become a guest elder of the Mirror Moon Sect. Your captured disciples can also become Mirror Moon disciples without demotion or punishment," Chen Beiwu said, getting straight to the point.
"The Azure Spirit Sect has treated me well. I will never betray my