Lin Kun's eyes were incredibly keen, noticing the hesitation and doubt in Ting Yan's eyes. He licked his lips, a trace of cruelty in his gaze:
"To be appreciated by that Great Demon Tang Di, granted the transformation into the Golden Vine, it seems you, this fox demon, also have your own exceptional qualities.
Although we are Immortal Envoys, there is no need to offend a big figure like Tang Di.
Today, considering the Golden Vine, as long as you, this small demon, offer your Divine Sense voluntarily.
Let me plant a Thought Restriction on your spirit platform, completely subjugated to me, becoming my Demon Slave.
Today, for you, is not entirely without hope."
This madman, completely unafraid of the threat of Tang Di's transformation.
Ting Yan sweated coldly, her gaze mocking as she looked at Lin Kun, saying: "Open the spirit platform, let you plant the Thought Restriction, become your Demon Slave.
