"The city has fallen!"
Xiao Yi's voice brought He Xing back to reality, as if waking from a dream.
Looking at the steaming cup of hot wine in Xiao Yi's hand, he swallowed reflexively.
This Luoyan Pass, which cost a fortune and was guarded by a million-strong army and three Tao Tribulation Realm masters, had been breached just like that?
With a single sword?
Gulp!
He Xing swallowed hard, looking at Xiao Yi with deep fear and awe, his voice trembling, "I, I've lost..."
"Since you've lost, you should know the consequences," Xiao Yi said.
He Xing's face twitched.
He didn't want to die!
It had taken him most of his life to cultivate to the Tao Tribulation Realm, and he had finally climbed to his current position.
He really didn't want to die.
After a moment's hesitation, He Xing fell to his knees with a thud, his tone filled with fright, "Xiao, I am willing to submit to you, please spare my life!"
"Submit?"
Xiao Yi's face showed a hint of amusement.
