"Let go of your mind and let me leave the mark of your soul!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po and said coldly.
"Relax?"
Hearing this, an extremely complicated look flashed in Yuan Po's eyes.
How could Yuan Po not know what it meant to relax his mind and leave a mark of his soul
Let Mo Wentian leave the soul mark, and from then on, his life and death will be completely in Mo Wentian's hands.
This was different from what he had planned in his heart. The reason why he agreed to surrender to Mo Wentian was because Mo Wentian also asked him to be the city lord of Juan City.
He even had another plan, which was to ostensibly submit to Mo Wentian, and then send a message to the Tiancheng of the Tianniu tribe when Mo Wentian wasn't paying attention.
But as soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Yuan Po's plan was completely shattered.
He thought he was smart, but he didn't expect that Mo Wentian was smarter than him.
"Relax your mind? The life and death of the city lord who left the soul mark is completely in the hands of this kid!"
"If you control life and death, doesn't it mean that this kid must do whatever the city lord asks him to do?"
"Life and death are controlled. If you want to survive, it is equivalent to being this boy's dog. You must listen to the boy's orders in everything!"
"Will the Lord of the City relax and really surrender?"
"I think the city lord will surrender!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, countless warriors in Juancheng instantly became excited.
Their eyes were completely focused on Yuan Po, and they seemed to be waiting for Yuan Po's decision.
"Old bastard, I don't have much patience!"
"Don't make unnecessary calculations, surrender to this emperor, then relax your mind, otherwise, you will die!"
Mo Wentian saw Yuan Po's delay in responding, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.
"I… "
The cold voice came, and the light in Yuan Po's eyes flashed, and he hesitated even more in his heart.
Yuan Po had no doubts about Mo Wentian's words. If he didn't relax his mind, Mo Wentian would really kill him. Not only him, but also the disciples in Juancheng would be killed.
But if he relaxed his mind, he would be no different from a pug listening to Mo Wentian's words.
He is the city lord of Juancheng. The most supreme being in Juancheng is the king of Juancheng.
If he becomes Mo Wentian's dog, then where is his dignity and face
"Old bastard, it seems you are unwilling to relax!"
"Then die!"
"Shenlong Fist!"
When Mo Wentian saw that Yuan Po didn't agree, his eyes suddenly shrank, and the aura on his body suddenly increased sharply.
A punch was shot directly towards Yuan Po.
"What a powerful force!"
Feeling the terrifying power coming, Yuan Po came back to his senses instantly and couldn't help but scream in shock.
Seeing the punch that hit him instantly, Yuan Po felt a bad premonition in his heart.
What's more, at this moment, he felt a breath of death approaching him.
Suddenly, Yuan Po's mind couldn't help but tremble, and his body was even more trembling.
"I… "
"I surrender!"
"I relax my mind, I am willing to relax my mind!"
Just when Mo Wentian's punch was about to land on Yuan Po's head, a panicked voice sounded.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuan Po's eyes were full of fear.
The next moment, his body knelt down directly towards Mo Wentian.
"I surrendered. The city lord is really willing to relax and surrender completely!"
"Who is this kid? His strength is so terrifying, he must not be mediocre!"
"It is simply unheard of for a strong man who has perfected the Heavenly King to surrender in the middle stage of the Heavenly King!"
"The Lord of the City has surrendered to this boy. It seems that we are not far away from the surrender of the whole Juan City!"
"Juancheng is about to change hands!"
…
Seeing Yuan Po agree to relax, countless warriors took a deep breath.
They looked at the figure standing proudly in the void, with awe-inspiring expressions in their eyes.
"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier!"
"Let me put more effort into this!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po's frantic begging for mercy, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spread an evil smile.
"Slave God Seal!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian shot out seals one after another in his hand.
The next moment, in the void, countless powers were gathered into the word "Slave".
As the word "Slave" appeared, a vast and boundless aura spread instantly in the void.
"go!"
A cold voice sounded, and the word "Slave" exuding ancient and boundless power in the void headed directly towards Yuan Po's eyebrows.
"ah… "
As the word slave entered Yuan Po's eyebrows, Yuan Po instantly curled up into a ball and rolled on the ground.
It was as if he was suffering tremendous pain at this moment.
"Don't resist!"
"If you resist, your mind and spirit will be destroyed within a moment!"
Looking at Yuan Po's painful struggle, he seemed to remember something. A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
"I… "
"I won't resist, I won't resist..."
When Mo Wentian's voice came, Yuan Po understood something instantly and stopped resisting.
This Slave God Seal is formed by the power of Mo Wentian's soul. When it enters Yuan Po's body, if he wants to control Yuan Po, the instinct in Yuan Po's body will naturally refuse.
But the more you refuse, the greater the pain will be. If you resist stubbornly, you may even lose your mind and heart.
After giving up resistance, the painful look on Yuan Po's face obviously lightened a lot.
The originally extremely pale face became even more rosy.
After a quarter of an hour, Yuan Po's screams stopped.
The next moment, Yuan Po stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, climbed up in embarrassment, and then knelt down in front of Mo Wentian respectfully.
"Yuan Po meets the master!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuan Po's eyes were full of respect.
With this look, you can be as obedient as you want.
"Master? The city lord actually calls this kid master?"
"The city lord has really surrendered!"
"The Lord of the City has surrendered, what about us disciples?"
"I see that the City Lord has surrendered, and according to the City Lord's promise to this boy, all the cultivation resources in our Juancheng treasure house will be given to this boy. I think we should leave Juancheng as soon as possible!"
"Yes, I heard that Yicheng is good. How about we go to Yicheng?"
…
Hearing Yuan Po's "Master" call, countless warriors in Juancheng instantly exploded.
"Yuanpo!"
"That's a pretty good name!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po in front of him and said with a slight grin.
"Thank you, Master!"
When Yuan Po heard Mo Wentian's words, he actually bowed slightly.