This battle, Ji Mingkong had truly lost.
And she had lost utterly and completely.
No matter how reluctant she was, she couldn't change anything.
"Kill me then!"
Ji Mingkong weakly shouted, "I would rather die than serve as your slave!"
"Heh heh, don't worry, I have no interest in making you my slave. However, from now on, you'd better not interfere in my affairs, or else I will surely kill you!"
Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, his demonic claw gripping Ji Mingkong's neck as he continued, "But, I can't just let you go without a penalty. Your Ancient Natural Dragon Martial Soul—I shall gladly accept it!"
"You dare, Ling Xiao!"
The sound, as thunderous as a clap of thunder, came from the Sacred Emperor: "If you touch her, I will surely exterminate your clan!"
A hint of cold sneer and mockery slithered across Ling Xiao's mouth as he looked down on the Sacred Emperor with disdain. At this moment, he was thoroughly disappointed in this Sacred Emperor.