Li Ping'an was forcibly restrained on the back of the Roc Bird by those four words.
Surrender your weapons?
Who surrenders their weapons!
"Kunpeng!"
Li Ping'an tried to keep his voice calm, shaking the Great Dao, and questioned loudly: "What do you mean by this?"
"What do I mean?"
Kunpeng replied coldly:
"Even the Heavenly Emperor has seen it. This is a grand gift I have prepared for the Vast Wilderness. If Your Majesty surrenders to me now and hands over the three emperors of the Human Race, perhaps I might let half of the Human Race live."
The Yuan Tu Sword in Li Ping'an's hand trembled constantly: "I'm asking you, what do you mean by 'surrender your weapons'!"
Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, a hint of confusion flickering in his eyes.
He seemed to remember hearing those words somewhere before, perhaps when he was in a dazed, muddled state...
'Do you want to be neutered, surrender your weapons, tsk tsk tsk.'
