"I can restore a hundred years of your lifespan when I admit defeat," Hong Yi hastily said.
Zhu Minglang shook his head.
"I'll give you something else that can drastically increase your Dragon's cultivation base, making you unrivaled in just a few months!" Hong Yi continued.
Zhu Minglang didn't speak again but instead raised a hand.
In the air, a deep crimson light silently flashed, slashing fiercely toward Hong Yi's neck.
Hong Yi, frightened, quickly rolled backward, dodging this deadly slash, but a bloodstain appeared on his body.
"Ga!"
The next second, the entire room was horizontally severed. Hong Yi dashed out through the shattered window and as he fled, he threw a thunder talisman toward Zhu Minglang!
The thunder talisman flew toward Zhu Minglang, instantly triggering a huge thunderstorm.