Kneel and beg!
Every single word in his deep voice was filled with overbearing arrogance and an unquestionable determination!
When Little Fat Cat and the rest heard the man's words, they couldn't help but stare at the Black Emperor.
The Dark Emperor came to beg his enemy in order to save Nie Tian.
He did this because he was the High Priest and had to save the Beacon King.
He could even die for Nie Tian.
However, kneeling was an entirely different matter.
Martial artists, especially powerful martial artists, often valued their dignity more than their lives.
The Dark Emperor was the Great Priest of the Fengtian Fate School and the master of the Dark Martial Hall. He was a peak expert in the Yin City with a high status.
It was harder to make him kneel than to stab him with a sword.
Experts would never kneel in life or death!
However, this person was implying that if the Dark Emperor didn't kneel, they wouldn't even be able to see him, let alone ask him for help.
The Dark Emperor's expression was gloomy. His eyes and body trembled slightly, clearly trying to suppress his emotions.
Was Nie Tian's life really worth it for him to give up his dignity?
"Meng Wu, it seems like you don't want to kneel. Then scram! "At this moment, that person's voice came from the void again. It was incomparably deep.
"Boom!" In the next second, a violent energy howled out and forcefully attacked Fat Cat's group.
This power did not have much lethality. However, it was filled with hostility.
It was clear that this person held a heavy grudge against the Dark Emperor.
"I kneel!" Just at this moment, the Black Emperor suddenly opened his mouth as his eyes widened in shock. Before anyone could even react, his knees sank as he knelt down on the ground. "Alright, alright. Alright.
"Lord Black Emperor!" The sudden turn of events caused Raindrop, Qianye, Xue 'er, and the others to exclaim in shock.
No one expected the Dark Emperor to kneel for real.
This kneel represented the dignity of a martial artist!
The person didn't expect the Dark Emperor to kneel either. After a long silence, a deep voice came from the void: "Meng Wu, the Fengtian Fate School defeated the Sky Soul School, but you are kneeling before me now. Do you regret what happened that day? "
"What happened back then, I regret it all the time." The Black Emperor raised his head. Although he was kneeling on the ground, his expression was still as cold as ever: "If it weren't for the civil war back then, the Heaven Feng Sect would not be like this."
"However, I, Meng Wu, have no regrets about the choice I made back then."
"I think I made the right choice. It's just that I didn't get the result I wanted."
He was indeed regretful, but he was not apologizing to the person in front of him. He was apologizing to himself, to the previous Beacon King.
As the High Priest of the Heaven Fire Sect, he regretted not being able to protect the sect after the fall of the Beacon King.
At this moment, he was not kneeling to that person, but to the martial practitioners of the Sky Beacon Soul Sect who died in his hands.
"Is that all?" The man became even angrier after hearing the Dark Emperor's words. He spoke with a deep tone: "You slaughtered so many cultivators from the Sky Beacon Soul Sect back then, do you not have any regrets?"
"Regret?" The Black Emperor laughed. There was no regret on his face, only coldness instead. He spoke with a deep tone: "Ren Wufeng, if the Sky Beacon Soul School won back then, would you have let them go?"
Ren Wufeng remained silent for a long time.
"You and I were only serving different masters back then. It is not wrong for you to hate me for the destruction of the Sky Beacon Soul Sect. However, I, Meng Wu, cannot do it if you want me to admit my mistakes and repent! "The Dark Emperor spoke with a murderous expression.
"Cannot do it?" Ren Wufeng's voice sank. After a moment of silence, he burst out laughing: "Worthy of being my sworn brother, you have guts!"
The Dark Emperor remained silent with a gloomy expression.
After a while, Ren Wufeng's voice appeared again: "Speak, who is the person you want to save?"
The Dark Emperor's eyes flickered. He hesitated for a moment before answering in a deep tone: "Your Excellency."
"Beacon King?" In the sky, Ren Wufeng's voice changed after hearing these two words: "The Sky Beacon Sect has a Beacon King?"
"The Sky Beacon Sect has a Beacon King?" In the next second, Ren Wufeng felt that it was inappropriate to call him the Beacon King, so he immediately changed his words.
"Yes." The Dark Emperor's eyes flickered as he nodded.
"Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" At this time, Ren Wufeng seemed to have lost control of himself and began to shout. In the sky above the mountain range, a black-robed figure appeared. He stood there like a mountain peak, his body surging with an incomparably strange aura.
His face was cold and full of wrinkles as if he had experienced all the tragedies in this world.
At this moment, he seemed to have gone insane. His eyes were filled with an inexplicable fanaticism as if he was excited and in disbelief. He didn't want to believe the Dark Emperor's words.
He couldn't accept that someone could actually fuse the Heaven Beacon Art and become the Beacon King.
The Sky Beacon Sect could only have one Beacon King — the fallen one. There shouldn't be a second Beacon King!
"Ren Wufeng, believe it or not, Nie Tian is still the Beacon King!" The Dark Emperor stared at Ren Wufeng in the sky and spoke in a Cold tone.
Nie Tian's figure appeared in the sky. There was no sign of life from his body as if he was a corpse.
"He's the new Beacon King?!" Ren Wufeng's expression flickered and his eyes flickered with astonishment.
He sensed the aura of the Heavenly Beacon Life Incantation from Nie Tian.
"Yes." The Dark Emperor nodded and didn't say anything else.
He knew that Ren Wufeng would be able to confirm Nie Tian's identity without his explanation.
"How, how is this possible?" Ren Wufeng's eyes burned with passion as he stared at Nie Tian. After a while, he spoke again in astonishment: "How could he fuse with the Heaven Beacon Fate Art?"
He stood rooted to the spot for a long time, as if he had been petrified, unable to react for a long time.
The Dark Emperor looked at Ren Wufeng without saying anything. He seemed to have expected this reaction from Ren Wufeng.
"Hmph." A moment later, Ren Wufeng sneered with a cold glint in his eyes: "So what if he fused with the Heaven Beacon Fate Art? He is the Beacon King of your Sky Beacon Sect, not my Sky Beacon King!"
"Ren — Wufeng!" The Dark Emperor's eyes trembled. He stood up and roared: "How dare you deny the Beacon King's identity! Have you forgotten the oath you made when you became the High Priest of the Fengtian High Priest? "
"I …" Ren Wufeng was stunned by the Dark Emperor's words. It was as if he was struck by lightning. His expression froze and he couldn't say anything.
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