章 452: The Tenth Stance of the [Three-Foot Sword]

"My name is Ji Ning. Pulling out the copper pillar was nothing more than a minor thing," Ji Ning said.

Ning knew very well that this was no longer the Fiendgod Era; this was the era of the Grand Xia Dynasty, which had unified the world! Struggles between human clans were minor affairs, but any Fiendgod that refused to submit to humans would be pursued and assaulted by all parties! The free Fiendgods would have no choice but to flee in pitiful fashion to the ends of the earth. This was what had happened to that ancient Fiendgod who had been in the wild marshes of the Gaol Mountains; he was clearly more powerful than Loose Immortals, and would be able to effortless crush them with his hands…but he didn't dare to fight back at all. He had always been fleeing in a pathetic fashion.

As for submitting?