A Man Like None Other Chapter 6242 Seeking protection
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- A desperate plea for protection.
- A former adversary seeks refuge.
- A dramatic shift in power dynamics.
A desperate plea for protection. A former adversary seeks refuge. A dramatic shift in power dynamics.
His supernatural powers disappeared, his body trembled. He knew his cultivation had plummeted, and with only the remains of his army behind him, he was no match for them.
In desperation, he no longer cared about his pride and knelt in front of Long Yuan with a thud, his knees hitting the ground with a dull sound.
“Chief Longyuan! Please calm your anger! This is just a misunderstanding! I am not here to seek revenge, but to seek protection from you! Please, Chief, accept me!”
Shen Tong knelt on the ground, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs, full of pain and humility.
Long Yuan was astonished, looking at the extremely humble Shen Tong kneeling on the ground, his face full of disbelief, even thinking it was an illusion.
He looked up at the sky to make sure nothing was wrong, then frowned and asked, “What did you say? Seeking shelter?”
It was simply unreasonable that a mighty True Immortal Realm expert, an arrogant Divine Clan cultivator, would kneel and beg to join them.
With his forehead against the ground, Shen Tong recounted his ordeal in a bitter voice: “Leader, the temple has been destroyed, the sacred mountain has become scorched earth, and almost all my disciples are dead or injured. I am seriously injured and my cultivation has plummeted. I have nowhere to go. I only beg the leader to be merciful and give me a place to stay.”
He looked up, his eyes red and full of pleading: “I, Shentong, swear that I will completely submit to the Demonic Dragon bloodline from today onwards, serving you like a dog or a horse, going through fire and water without hesitation, without the slightest hint of betrayal! If I disobey, may I be struck down by heaven and earth!”
Long Yuan was silent for a moment. Seeing Shen Tong’s disheveled state seem real, and remembering the news about the destruction of the Sacred Mountain, he began to believe it to some extent.
Then he laughed out loud, his laughter filled with mocking glee: “Divine Power, oh Divine Power, so this is what you have become? Back then, you were so mighty, besieging my tribe, exterminating my people and seizing my territory, how arrogant you are. Now that you are down on your luck, you are thinking of begging me for protection?”
Shen Tong gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his hands clenched so tightly that blood seeped from his palms. He felt extremely humiliated but did not dare to refute, silently enduring the pain.