Submission

"So, I am giving you a choice. To die or to completely submit to my orders."

Ling Xian had a joking expression on but his words were ice cold.

Hearing this, the elder silenced. He wasn't sure what to choose.

The former indicates that he will lose his consciousness and his soul. But the latter means he will give up his pride and become Ling Xian's slave.

The two choices were extremely cruel. Therefore, he was hesitating.

At this, Ling Xian softly smiled. "I wonder if you want to be the ruler of the Court of Thunder?"

"What do you mean by this?" The elder's eyes flickered. He faintly understood something.

"Very easy. The ruler of the Court will come sooner or later. I cannot avoid fighting him."

Ling Xian softly spoke, "If you choose to submit to my orders, then I will let you sit on the ruler seat."

Hearing this, a flash of light hopped across the elder's eyes. He was tempted.