บท 2369: The Altar

The white-bearded elder knelt in front of Zhang Ruochen and said piously, "My lord, please accept the Southern Sword Realm as your slave world. We will offer our worship to you."

"We are willing to be your slaves."

The 13 Saint King Celestial Captives said in unison.

Qi Yang pointed at them and sneered disdainfully. "Who do you think Supreme Saint Ruochen is? All of his slaves are either Scions or Scionesses. Who do you think you are to serve under him?"

The cultivators of the Southern Sword Realm gritted their teeth and endured the humiliation without saying a word.

Zhang Ruochen waved at Qi Yang and said, "You make a move first and wait for me."

"They are just Celestial Captives of an undeveloped Macroworld. Why do you care about them... Okay, okay, I'll go first..."