For Jia Yan, they were out of options; after two hours of fierce battle, although most of them still had some tactics unrevealed, none were certain to kill Jia Yan, whose defense was like a demon's.
Rather than that, it would be better to recruit this Strong One into the ranks of the top ten, if he joined, even if the top ten became eleven, it would only mean one more competitor for resources—still preferable to a fight to the death.
"I join the top ten strongest, becoming the eleventh?" Jia Yan halted his attack, standing proudly in the universe's starry sky, appearing somewhat hesitant as he murmured to himself.
