"Yan Moshan?" After calming his mind, the Human Emperor Li Xuantian turned his gaze towards Yan Moshan.
One sentence, one name, scared Yan Moshan out of his wits. Although he had the protection of Hatred Demon Sovereign, the Sovereign had said there were only three chances, and one had already been used. There were only two chances left. Meanwhile, the Human Emperor commanded the world, with countless elite troops under his banner, experts among them like clouds. Although he was of Martial Saint Level, Yan Moshan understood that in the eyes of the Human Emperor, he simply didn't measure up.
Therefore, Yan Moshan did not dare to hold himself in high regard. Upon hearing the Human Emperor's call, he immediately knelt to the ground and replied loudly, "Your servant Yan Moshan pays his respects to my Emperor, long live, long live, eternal longevity to the Emperor!"