At this point, anyone with half a brain could tell, Mu Yan was no match for Long Yan. Their abilities were simply not on the same level.
Long Yan, with his hands offensively poised behind him, didn't strike down on Mu Yan again. Mu Yan's injuries were already severe, and he no longer had the strength to fight.
"If you do not surrender now, there won't be another chance."
Long Yan spoke slowly, his tone devoid of any emotional inflection.
Mu Yan had exhausted all his resources in terms of abilities. His abilities were too weak compared to Long Yan's and were barely noticeable.
"I'll take you down with me!"
Mu Yan's face twisted in rage and frustration at the thought of his impending fall from grace.
At this moment, he held up a handprint and was about to detonate the divine pill in his dantian.
"Enough."
At the critical moment, Lan Tianming's authoritative voice rang out.
"Master."
Mu Yan halted his actions, the bitterness running deep in his heart.
