The "worthless thing" he was referring to was none other than Sun Wuhui, who was also an ancestor of the Sun family and a Great Sage Realm cultivator!

The tone was so casual, as if he were talking about something trivial.

He paused, seemingly feeling that he had laid enough groundwork, before refocusing his gaze on Qin Yang, his eyes carrying a hint of indescribable scrutiny and... a barely perceptible greed.

"Now, I'm giving you a chance to live."

Sun Wujun's voice remained calm, yet carried a commanding tone that seemed to take it for granted.

“Tell me the secret to your breakthrough to the Saint Realm, and... the other opportunities you have encountered.”

"Then, he abandoned his cultivation and severed his limbs."

"In that case, I can decide to spare your worthless life and let you live like a dog, barely clinging to life."

He seemed to think that this was already an immense blessing.

To spare the life of someone who had killed the Sun family patriarch is an unbelievable act of mercy.

As for crippling one's cultivation and severing one's limbs?

Isn't that obvious?

Do you think you can get away unscathed after killing the Sun family?

Faced with Sun Wujun's absolute power at the peak of the Great Saint Realm, this was the only and best outcome Qin Yang could choose.

After saying that, he fell silent, but his indifferent eyes remained fixed on Qin Yang.

It was as if they were waiting for Qin Yang to kneel down and kowtow, gratefully accepting their "benevolence".

The night wind blew across the empty path, swirling up a few fallen leaves.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment.

A silent, yet suffocating, terrifying pressure permeated the air.

That was the oppressive aura of a peak Great Saint Realm expert, as tangible as a physical entity, enveloping this space.

Ordinary Saint Realm cultivators, or even Great Saint Realm cultivators, would probably have difficulty even standing under this pressure, and their livers and gallbladders would have been shattered!

But Qin Yang remained standing there quietly.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his face was as calm as still water.

The night wind continued to howl, and the swirling fallen leaves seemed to carry a touch of desolation.

A hint of undisguised surprise finally flickered in the depths of Sun Wujun's usually calm and collected eyes.

This surprise did not stem from Qin Yang's calmness, but from the complete disregard he displayed beneath that calm for the pressure of a peak Great Saint Realm expert.

He was well aware of just how terrifying the aura he was unleashing was.

That was not just a suppression of realm, but a substantial killing intent and deterrent that had been condensed over a long period of time and countless life-and-death battles.

Let alone a junior who has just stepped into the Saint Realm, even a well-known Great Saint Realm expert would never be as relaxed and carefree as this young man when faced with the deliberate pressure he released, as if he were just bathing in ordinary moonlight.

This kid... is strange.

The thought flashed through Sun Wujun's mind in an instant.

This feeling is like facing a bottomless pool of dark spring, calm on the surface but possibly harboring a terrifying entity that will devour you.

He originally thought that with his peak Great Saint Realm strength, he would be able to crush everything and easily subdue this brat who dared to challenge the prestige of the Sun family.

But now it seems that things are not so simple.

This young man's success is not simply due to good luck or having some unexpected trump card.

The fact that he could withstand my pressure without changing his expression speaks volumes.

Could it be that his true cultivation level is not as it appears on the surface?

Or perhaps he possesses some kind of treasure that can isolate or resist oppressive forces?

Countless thoughts churned in Sun Wujun's mind, but his expression remained aloof and indifferent, only the scrutinizing look in his eyes had become even more intense.

Just as Sun Wujun was racking his brains, reassessing the prey before him.

Qin Yang finally made a move.

He did not panic, appear strong but weak, or try to explain or beg for mercy as Sun Wujun had predicted.

He merely raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze calmly meeting Sun Wujun's eyes, which seemed to see right through people.

That gaze was equally indifferent, even more so than Sun Wujun's, with a purer chill, like the coldest ice in the netherworld, devoid of any human emotion.

Then he spoke.

"If you kneel down and kowtow now, I can spare your life and the Sun family's life."

Qin Yang's tone was as calm as if he were stating a very simple fact.

There was no mockery, no anger, only... the indifference of someone in a superior issuing an ultimatum to an ant.

The air seemed to freeze completely in that instant.

The night breeze seemed to have stopped flowing.

Even the distant chirping of insects had vanished without a trace.

Sun Wujun's indifferent expression crumbled like ice breaking apart.

He was stunned at first, seemingly not realizing what he had just heard.

Those deep eyes were filled with disbelief.

He wondered if he had misheard.

What is this kid saying?

To make yourself... kneel down and kowtow?

Spare his own life and the Sun family's?

Is he... giving himself orders?

How dare someone who killed the Sun family patriarch, someone who was like a lamb to the slaughter in his eyes, speak to him in such a tone?

After a brief silence.

"Oh……"

A low, strange laugh escaped from Sun Wujun's throat.

The laughter was filled with absurdity and unspeakable anger.

It was as if I had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

"Hehe...haha...hahahaha!"

The laughter grew louder and more arrogant, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

The night wind began to howl again, as if echoing his angry laughter.

Sun Wujun's body swayed slightly from his maniacal laughter, and his once indifferent eyes were now filled with chilling killing intent and furious flames.

How many years has it been?

Since he reached the peak of the Great Sage Realm and became the true pillar of the Sun family, looking down upon all living beings, how many years has it been since anyone dared to be so presumptuous in front of him?

Let alone ordering him to kneel and kowtow, anyone who dares to speak to him in the slightest disrespect would have their grave overgrown with weeds by now.

Today, a mere youth, a guy who just killed a Great Saint of the Sun family, who should be trembling in his presence and begging for his life, dares to be so arrogant!

This is simply the most blatant humiliation for Sun Wujun and the entire Sun family!

The laughter abruptly stopped.

Sun Wujun's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

He stared intently at Qin Yang, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling coldness and a fierce killing intent.

"Boy, it seems I underestimated your arrogance!"

His voice was no longer calm, but filled with a violent aura, like a volcano about to erupt.