"Kneel and kowtow? Or die?"
These words from Wyatt Barnes emanate from the three-foot cyan blade pointed at the head of the seven-claw golden dragon, accompanied by the relentless flickering of its sharp sword aura, giving an undeniable sense of authority!
Even Emperor Eli, upon hearing Wyatt Barnes' words, couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine...
Now, only he can clearly perceive the terrifying presence of the three-foot cyan blade hovering before him, its sword aura capable of piercing through his body effortlessly...
Because of the power contained within it, it's enough to rival the attack of a 'six-tribulation scattered immortal'!
"Wyatt Barnes, let's move past that matter... You don't need to kneel and kowtow to me."
Facing the three-foot cyan blade before him, Emperor Eli finally lowered his proud head.
"Hahahahaha..."
