When Yang Qi heard the words “on your knees”, he very nearly laughed. After all, people who told him to get on his knees always ended up dead. In some ways, those words were like a curse.

“Are you going to submit, or am I going to have to force you?” Zilin said. “I won’t go as easy on you this time. Trust me, you’ll really end up suffering. When I used my Dream Butterfly Energy Art on you last time, I only drew on about ten percent of my full power. Considering the current circumstances, though, I'm more than willing to use a sledgehammer to smash a nut. You won’t even have a chance to fight back.”

He flicked open his fan, revealing the scene he had just mentioned a moment ago. It depicted a god-king crushing devils beneath his feet. He had devils gripped in his hands and in his mouth, and the other devils were all being burned alive.

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