The man with eagle eyes glanced at Chu Fengmian's realm and sneered disdainfully.
"Kid, come here now and voluntarily offer your bloodline. With Master Bai's benevolence, you might be spared. If we have to make a move, your little life is over."
"Courting death?"
A fierce glint flashed in Chu Fengmian's eyes.
He had planned to join forces with Master Bai's group to break through the ancient bronze gate of the palace first.
After all, the longer the delay, the more strong individuals would arrive in front of the palace, and amidst the chaos, obtaining the treasure of the Devourer Beast would become increasingly difficult.
But upon hearing the eagle-eyed man's words, even a clay figure would have some fire; moreover, Chu Fengmian was not a person to be easily manipulated.
"Just for your words, killing you a thousand times wouldn't be an exaggeration. Kneel now and apologize, and I might spare your life."
"Oh?"
"Bai Ying, this kid seems to look down on you."