"It's a demon that has cultivated for a thousand years, yet it's so easily frightened!" Wang Han didn't answer the white elephant demon's question, but instead spoke sarcastically.
"Hidden like this, do you dare to reveal your true face?" The white elephant spirit did not act rashly, but continued to ask, taking a few steps back again.
"You can't escape from me, so stop your little tricks!" Wang Han's voice rang out above the white elephant spirit's head. The Bloodthirsty Blade (Miao Blade) was held upright above the white elephant spirit's head. Even though the blade hadn't touched the white elephant spirit's head, the invisible sharpness of the Bloodthirsty Blade had already cut through the white elephant spirit's scalp. With just a little effort from Wang Han, the Bloodthirsty Blade could pierce through the white elephant spirit's head as easily as inserting it into tofu.
"Drip!" Beads of sweat dripped down the white elephant spirit's chin. Feeling the sharp blade cutting through his scalp from above, the white elephant spirit could clearly sense the murderous aura emanating from the unknown weapon above him. The resentment entwined around that weapon had even begun to affect his mind. The white elephant spirit knew that that unknown weapon had slaughtered countless lives, more than any creature he had ever seen, and today, he would likely become one of them. He had absolutely no chance of resisting.
"I am willing to become your mount, please spare my life," the white elephant spirit said tremblingly, his knees slowly bending, and finally he planted his hands on the ground, transforming into a giant white elephant that was fifteen meters tall.
“I have a mount, I don’t need you,” Wang Han said, sheathing his Bloodthirsty Blade and leaving the white elephant demon’s head amidst the white elephant demon’s despairing gaze.
"However, I can spare your life. Now, answer whatever I ask, and don't utter a single unnecessary word."
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