After using this escape technique three times in a row, the Sea-Swallowing Great Saint started to feel overwhelmed. He looked at Ji Yuan, who was still calmly pursuing him, and finally couldn't help but send a plea for mercy:
"Friend, Senior, truly we have no grievances between us. There's no need to be so relentless. If... if I have indeed offended you somehow, I am willing to offer my apologies."
His address changed from "Friend" to "Senior."
Referring to himself also changed from "this seat" to "this old man."
When fighting is futile, bowing one's head becomes the strategy.
"An apology?"
Ji Yuan thought to himself that he had already beaten him to this extent. If he didn't kill him now… wouldn't that be like letting a tiger return to the mountain?
Besides, they've come so far out, the Divine Sense of those other Core Formation Cultivators certainly can't detect them anymore, and he could use some other means now.
"Alright."
Ji Yuan relented.
