Accepted, everyone would be considered one of their own. If not accepted, then he wouldn't be polite about it.
While the Abyssal Lord was in a daze, the Universe Masters who had taken refuge under him were already moved.
None of them were fools; they knew what Jian Wushuang had come for this time.
Just one punch had shattered the Abyssal Lord, completely breaking their spirits.
They no longer dared to have any thoughts of resistance.
Submitting to Qishen Temple early on could secure a good position.
They couldn't win in a fight, so they had no choice but to follow along.
"Thank... thank you!" The Abyssal Lord understood that if he didn't accept this life force, the second punch would land on his face.
A wise man submits to circumstances!
Submitting to Qishen Temple was not a big deal.
At least it would ensure they could enter the upper-tier spacetimes in the future.
Jian Wushuang was a person who was the fairest.