World Stele Eye

Sizzle!

Creak!

The dark shadow was completely restrained by chains, unable to resist, shrieking in agony amidst thunder, lightning, and heavenly fire.

"Speak!"

"I'll tell you everything! Don't strike! Don't electrocute! Don't burn me!"

"It's numb! Really numb!"

The extraterrestrial entity begged, its voice no longer cold but in the most authentic accent of Jing Nation. It was incredibly humble and ingratiating.

Over the years, it had long learned the language of the Human Clan and was proficient in various accents. It was on the brink of collapse.

If it could manifest its eyes at this moment, it would surely shed tears of regret.

Under such torture, the honor and disgrace of the extraterrestrial entity clan seemed insignificant.

Seeing this, Gu Lan stopped tormenting the extraterrestrial entity.

"Master! Master!"

"From now on, I am your dog! If you tell me to go east, I won't dare go west! If you tell me to chase chickens, I won't chase ducks!"