"Qiong Qi, are you going to hell yourself, or should I send you there?"
A faint voice sounded between heaven and earth with heavy echoes. Each word hammered into one's heart. It was as if there were countless steel needles stabbing in one's head. It was not a deliberate mental attack of a Heaven Rank Spirit Master, but a kind of normality that would only appear when one's strength reached a level that one could not endure.
Qiong Qi's legs went weak and he couldn't help but kneel down. Thank the heavens and the earth for letting him go to hell? Should he thank Beiting Huang for pleading for him?
Could he just die?
"Your subordinate obeys!" Qiong Qi closed his eyes and made up his mind. Qiong Qi was also a bachelor. There was no room for objections to his master's words and orders. There was no need for him to beg for mercy. That would only increase the punishment.
