Following the interrogation, above the Abyss of Heavenly Fire, an ethereal and illusory figure gradually materialized, none other than Qi Sixiang, his face etched with smugness and conceit.
However, at this moment, he seemed spectral, not of the soul, standing as though he did not exist in this world.
Even within the Divine Sense perception of the many powerful beings present, he was completely non-existent.
Such a strange phenomenon naturally caused everyone to be deeply shocked.
Xue An simply watched quietly until after a while, he finally spoke with a light chuckle, "Know my crime? What crime should I know of?"
Qi Sixiang cackled strangely, "Xue An, you slaughtered my clansmen, killed my son, your crime deserves death! However, as the dignified Clan Leader of a noble clan, I possess a generous spirit, if you submit to me now, then I am not without the consideration to spare you!"
"Oh? Submit to you?" Xue An asked with interest.
"Exactly!"