The old man fell to the ground and couldn't stand up with the purple energy pressing down on him.
He struggled to his feet, but it was as hard as if 100 elephants were sitting on him.
"You! What are you doing?!" The old man shouted.
"Don't think you can just free, old man." Zhou Yuan said with a grin.
"Bastard! Let go of me!" The old man gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Hearing this, Zhou Yuan grinned and squatted before the old man.
"Let's make a pact, you become my servant and I will set you free."
"What? To be your servant? I am the lion of the west and I will serve no one!"
The old man was getting angry and refused firmly.
"Then, I will let you continue like this until you are crushed to pieces. Don't think I'll turn around, old man." Zhou Yuan said coldly.
His words were not merely a threat, Zhou Yuan strengthened his gravitational power and made it even more difficult for the old man to endure the pressure.
