"Qin Yi, whether you kneel or not is no longer up to you," Su Zhantian laughed maniacally as he spoke.
Sweat the size of beans dripped from Qin Yi's forehead, his legs crushed into the ground.
The pressure grew heavier, as if the weight of the world was pressed solely upon him.
"Hahaha..."
Half of Qin Yi's body was already driven into the ground, yet he burst into laughter.
"I, Qin Yi, can bear the burden of all living beings. Can I not withstand a monster from the Su family?"
With a roar, purple light surged around Qin Yi, the two Golden Cores within him circulated wildly, radiating brilliant rays as his bones, meridians, even his blood shimmered golden and began boiling.
"Ancestor, this person refuses to repent. He must be forced to kneel," shouted Su Zhantian.
"Hiss!"
Qin Yi was like a javelin driven into the ground, reaching his chest.
"Ah..."
