I can’t die anyway.

“No, no, no!”

“I will absolutely not die.”

“However, Lord Yan Hengxing truly cannot escape the fatal blow of the Taiji Meteorite Divine Thunder.”

Su Lang turned and threw out an already activated teleportation array disk, “So, Lord Yan Hengxing, you leave here first!”

This array disk was refined based on Linghu Chao's portable teleportation array, with its coordinates set near the Heaven-Treading Stronghold.

“Su Lang!”

“You can't stay!”

Yan Hengxing simply didn't believe Su Lang could survive. Seeing Su Lang about to perish with Huangfu Qin, how could he agree to leave?

“Lord Yan Hengxing, trust me.”

Su Lang's lips curled into a smile, and he laughed, “You also know that I have many secret methods.”

“This!”

Yan Hengxing's face showed struggle.

“Hurry and go, the war is still ongoing on Lanxing.”

Su Lang's expression turned serious, and he said solemnly, “Please go back and support them quickly.”

“You… you better not be deceiving me!”

Yan Hengxing gritted his teeth fiercely, then threw the Nine-Forked Star Image Mirror and the Ten Thousand-Foot Bipolar Ruler to Su Lang, turned, and rushed into the teleportation array.

“Whoosh!”

The teleportation array flashed with light, and Yan Hengxing disappeared.

Su Lang took the Nine-Forked Star Image Mirror and the Ten Thousand-Foot Bipolar Ruler, was momentarily stunned, and then directly put them into his storage space.

If a battle were to break out next, it would be a life-for-a-life situation; there would be no need for these two divine artifacts.

“Huangfu Qin.”

“I can give you five minutes to consider.”

“If the time is up and you haven't made a decision, then I will activate this divine thunder.”

“Of course, if you dare to make a move or try to escape during this period, I will also activate the divine thunder without hesitation.”

Su Lang's tone was indifferent. After speaking, he infused a trace of spiritual energy into the Taiji Meteorite Divine Thunder.

“Buzz—!”

The Taiji Meteorite Divine Thunder was already very unstable. Now, stimulated by spiritual energy, it immediately buzzed, seeming as if it was about to explode at any moment.

At the same time, an even more terrifying aura spread out, instantly making Huangfu Qin's hair stand on end!

“Su Lang!!”

Huangfu Qin gritted his teeth in hatred, yet at the same time, fear rose in his heart, like a snarling puppy.

“Huangfu Qin, think carefully. If you die, the Wind Spirit Race will have no Martial Gods, and then the Wind Spirit Race will surely perish.”

“Your Wind Spirit Race has a long history. Do you wish for the Wind Spirit Race's heritage to be cut off in your hands?”

“As long as you submit to me, I can promise not to do anything excessive to the Wind Spirit Race.”

Su Lang glanced at Huangfu Qin and said indifferently, “Time is short, make your decision quickly.”

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Qin trembled all over and fell into a struggle.

He knew that everything Su Lang said was true.

Once he died, the Wind Spirit Race, without a Martial God, would truly perish!

The Wind Spirit Race had endured tens of thousands of years of trials and tribulations, only with great difficulty developing to its current scale.

If it were to be destroyed in his hands like this, how could he face his ancestors and predecessors?

But…

Once he submitted, the Wind Spirit Race would become a vassal of the Human Race!

And he, Huangfu Qin, would transform from the leader of a race into a subordinate of a junior from another race!

He was a Quasi-Saint!

He had been a clan leader, a superior being, for over ten thousand years!

Huangfu Qin was unwilling!

“Su Lang!”

“Even if our clan is annihilated today, my Wind Spirit Race will never submit to you!”

Huangfu Qin suddenly roared like a madman, his figure moving as he slashed a saber towards the Taiji Meteorite Divine Thunder.

However, facing Huangfu Qin's full-force saber strike, Su Lang remained completely unmoved.

“Since you seek death, then go die.”

Su Lang silently curled his lips, “Anyway, I won't die!”

But just then.

Huangfu Qin's saber suddenly stopped!

“Su Lang, you win…”

Huangfu Qin put away his saber with a complex expression and knelt down, “I, Huangfu Qin, representing the Wind Spirit Race, submit to you!”

“How can I trust you?”

Su Lang smiled, a little surprised.

However, Huangfu Qin's reaction was also within reason.

After all, as the clan leader, Huangfu Qin had poured countless efforts into the Wind Spirit Race. How could he bear to see it destroyed in an instant?

“I am willing to offer my Soul Heartfire.”

“If I have even the slightest thought of harming you, you will immediately perceive it.”

Huangfu Qin's face was filled with bitterness, “Through the Soul Heartfire, my life and death will be at your whim.”