"I have an 8000-year-old mother and a child waiting to be fed. Please have mercy on me and let me live." Seeing that Ling Chuxi was unmoved, the giant palm continued to close. Wen Danqing's primordial spirit was so frightened that it was almost paralyzed. He crawled towards Ling Chuxi on his knees and wiped his tears as he continued to beg for mercy.
"Plop!" Several disciples of the Teng clan fell to the ground.
Although they were still standing, they were all speechless.
Was this really a heavenly venerable one? did he have any integrity?
A heavenly venerable one expert was not a God, and was not invincible in the world. Whether it was a careless mistake or bad luck, in short, a loss was a loss, and it was not a big deal.
'But can't you at least lose with some dignity? you have an 8000-year-old mother and a child who is crying for food. Oh my God, you've lost all the face of the venerable realm experts by him.'