"Spare… spare my life!"
Ye Qingjiang struggled to speak, his eyes filled with reverence and fear.
With just a sentence, this man had sealed his entire cultivation level, how terrifying must his strength be?
Moreover, he saw not the slightest hint of pleasure or anger on Xue An's face.
But the more it was so, the more frightened he became.
"Now I'll ask and you'll answer. If I detect any lying, I will dismantle you piece by piece, understand?" Xue An said indifferently.
Ye Qingjiang hastened to nod in agreement.
As a member of the Demon Race, especially a higher-ranking demon, survival depended on learning to fear and submit to the powerful.
Ye Qingiang was well versed in this.
That was the reason he could command a demon legion, despite his not too outstanding strength.
At that moment, the giant eagle slowly descended, Xue An released his grip and threw Ye Qingjiang onto the ground, then said indifferently.
"Which realm did you come from?"
