"Now you know how to beg for mercy?" Jian Wushuang sneered, "What do you mean by saying that you will only be offended in a moment of excitement? Is this just an offense?
"If I wasn't a cultivator with a perfect life, I would have died long ago. Humph, if you want me to spare your life, you have to hand over your soul origin. Otherwise, you will die."
"Soul origin?" The soul turned pale with fright.
The soul origin was the core material of the soul, which could control its life and death.
Except for a perfect life like Jian Wushuang, anyone would attach great importance to the soul origin.
To hand over the soul origin voluntarily?
That was equivalent to leaving their life and death in the other party's control. Therefore, many people would rather die than hand over their soul origin.
But now…
"Okay, I'll hand it over. I'll hand over the soul origin."
The Soul Body only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.