Two Choices

"No! No! That's not it!" The Second Elder of Qiu Clan was so frightened he turned pale immediately when he heard Duan Ling Tian's words!

Pang! Pang! Pang!

The speed of Qiu Zhi kowtowing increased as he panicked. Cracks began to form on the ground where he knocked his head. He had completely forgotten his status. There was only one thought left in his mind at this moment. He had to survive! As a powerhouse at the First Form of Saint Celestial Stage, Qiu Zhi had endured many hardships to get to where he was after a few hundred years. If he died, all his efforts would go to waste! Naturally, he was not willing to die. Even if his cultivation base did not improve, it would not be a problem for him to live for another thousand years. He wanted to live. There were many years ahead of him! For this reason, when he saw Duan Ling Tian walking to him threateningly, he broke down and did not hesitate to beg for mercy. Nothing else mattered as long as he survived.