"Pleading for mercy was useless, as the previous leader had learned.
As Time trickled away, the Dao runes inside him were also faintly beginning to run out.
The grayish-brown Dao runes that surrounded him no longer possessed their former divine power, having been shattered by several powers of the Great Dao in rotation.
The main problem was the absence of any replenishable Great Dao power in the vicinity.
It wouldn't be long before he would find himself in a state of Dao rune depletion.
In a moment, his complexion visibly darkened.
It seemed he was the second one.
There was no room left for resistance now.
The power inside him was too scant; even a self-detonation would be a dud.
Helpless!
If only he hadn't left that spatial domain gate behind, would things have been different?
But afterwards, indeed, many young geniuses emerged.
Although he was unclear if they remembered these few old fellows, as long as they harbored hatred for the top great forces, that was enough.