The flesh of Zhu Yan, a broken ancient fierce beast, twitched uncontrollably at this moment.
Watching that terrifying presence slowly walk towards it, this ancient fierce beast with a formidable reputation rarely showed a hint of fear.
Clearly similar to the person opposite.
Both are Quasi-Saints.
Yet Zhu Yan could not muster any momentum, as if it were also a mere ant beneath a Quasi-Saint.
"Daoist Lord, the slaughter of the Southern Domain was not my wish."
"The Demon Ancestor commanded it, and I had no choice but to comply."
"You should know that unless forced, few Quasi-Saints would commit such heinous massacres, or entangle themselves in such vast karmic consequences."
"I truly was coerced, I find myself helpless, I beg the Daoist Lord to understand, I plead for the Daoist Lord's mercy!"
Zhu Yan pleaded for mercy.
In front of all living beings, it had no dignity left and directly knelt before Lin Heng, begging for forgiveness.
