"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I admit defeat, I am willing to hand over all my possessions to Fellow Daoist, no, to Senior, please spare my worthless life!"
Outside Dan Yun Peak, Tian Feng, barely holding onto life, no longer showed any trace of his previous smugness, resembling a tail-wagging pet dog, kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing and pleading for mercy to Zhouyang.
Zhouyang was stunned to see this situation.
Though he never regarded Tian Feng and his companions as a threat, he didn't expect Tian Feng, a dignified Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, to grovel so shamelessly before another Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, truly disgracing the face of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
"I'm ashamed to be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator alongside you. How someone like you succeeded in Foundation Establishment is really a blind spot in fate!"