Wang chuyi swallowed his saliva and said, "Senior, I can not tell the ascendance sacred land about your whereabouts, and you can not kill me, how about it?"
He did not want to die.
There was definitely no hope of killing him. A hundred years ago, the totem inheritor was able to kill an emptiness realm primary stage cultivator as easily as slaughtering a pig or a sheep. How terrifying would it be a hundred years later?
The Teng inheritor looked at the terrified Wang Zuyi and smiled. "I was called here by Ye Sheng. He told me not to kill you, so I won't kill you."
Wang Zuyi's face stiffened. Just now, he was still triumphant and vowed to kill Ye Sheng. In the blink of an eye, his life and death were in Ye Sheng's hands.
Wang Zuyi's face alternated between green and white. However, for the sake of his life, he still said respectfully, "Ye Sheng, I was wrong just now. Please forgive me."