"You... you... you..."
Netherlord Wang Rui had never expected that with just a light tap, Miaoyi Emperor could strip him of his Divine Spirit Tablet as well as the various Divine Treasures that came with it.
He was terrified, his complexion turned ashen, and with a thud, he knelt down before Miaoyi Emperor, pleading, "Emperor, spare my life! Spare my life!"
"I have questions for you. Answer well, and sparing your life might not be impossible," said Miaoyi Emperor calmly, his gaze landing on the former Netherlord Wang Rui.
"Yes, Emperor, please ask. I will hold nothing back," Wang Rui hurriedly responded, not daring to offend in the slightest.
Xiao Mu watched from the sidelines with a shaken heart. Even being just a remnant thought, Miaoyi Emperor's power was beyond imagination.
Glancing at the various Divine Treasures that had fallen off Wang Rui, Xiao Mu swallowed several times in secret.