Chapter 2686: Fighting Over the Tree of Grand Dao! (1/2)
However, the restrictions around the platform sent him slamming into the ground before he could try anything.
As the holy spiritual qi in the air above the Cangqiong Dao Palace started to fluctuate, a large amount poured into the formation surrounding Mo Jincheng. Brilliant rays of light filled the surroundings as the power of the formation activated. As it slammed heavily into Mo Jincheng, miserable shrieks filled the air.
A sneer formed on Huang Xiaolong’s lips when he looked at Mo Jincheng. “You better behave yourself if you wish to suffer less.”
Even though Huang Xiaolong knew that he didn’t ramp the torture up to the point where Mo Jincheng’s life was a living hell, it was close enough.
“Huang Xiaolong, you’ll suffer a fate a billion times worse than me when I get out!” Mo Jincheng glared at Huang Xiaolong and raged.
“Mo Jincheng, do you really think that you will be able to escape?” Huang Xiaolong sneered.
Mo Jincheng’s expression sank. He held onto a trace of hope, hope that he would be able to escape. He was unwilling to admit that he would never be able to escape from the Cangqiong Dao Palace.
“You can think about it. I’ll give you a chance to submit to me to become my slave.” Huang Xiaolong tempted the man, “I might let you out if you agree.”
Even though Mo Jincheng wasn’t able to take on a single punch from Huang Xiaolong, he was still a Fourth Resurrection Primal Ancestor! He would be pretty useful to Huang Xiaolong if he submitted.
A sneer left Mo Jincheng’s lips instantly. “Become your slave?! Submit to you?!”
“Huang Xiaolong, are you dreaming? Do you really think that I will agree to be your slave?!”
Rage burned in his heart as a wave of humiliation struck him. Killing intent boiled in him, but it was futile.
A Fourth Resurrection Primal Ancestor like him was an existence who could do as he wished in the World River! The number of experts who were stronger than him numbered in the tens at best, but Huang Xiaolong wanted him to become a slave!
The thought of shredding Huang Xiaolong into pieces crossed his mind once again, but he stopped after looking at the restrictions around him.
Long Jianfei interrupted his train of thoughts all of a sudden, “Mo Jincheng, you should feel lucky that the Young Lord is giving you a chance to submit to him. In the Divine Tuo Holy World, tons of high-level Primal Ancestors and Dao Venerables would be more than willing to be his servants! Young master will definitely ascend into the Dao Venerable Realm in the future, and he probably won’t stop there!” He paused for a second before continuing, “Let me tell you right now! Young Lord is the son of the God of Creation, and he has the Huang Long Bloodline flowing in him! Dao Venerables would be willing to serve him, much less Primal Ancestors!”
Long Jianfei wore a serious look when he spoke of Huang Xiaolong being the son of the God of Creation.
However, Mo Jincheng roared with laughter in response, “Long Jianfei, you’re a Fifth Resurrection Primal Ancestor! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?! How dare you become a slave to Huang Xiaolong? You’re a joke of a Primal Ancestor! You even dare to come up with something like the God of Creation!”
“Do you take me to be a three year old?!”
Mo Jincheng sneered at Long Jianfei with a mocking look stuck on his face.
Before Long Jianfei could continue, Huang Xiaolong shook his head. A cold sneer escaped his lips. “You still have a little time to consider. I’m going to enter the Primal Ancestor Realm soon. When that happens, I’ll be able to slay Primal Ancestors all the same. At that time, you will no longer have a chance to submit.”
Without waiting for Mo Jincheng’s reply, he sent the platform back into the depths of the Cangqiong Dao Palace. The restrictions activated once again and horrifying waves of energy smashed into Mo Jincheng’s body.
Miserable yells came from the earth under the dao palace. However, Huang Xiaolong silenced the man with a wave of his finger.