C1480 Resist

"Ye Haochuan, you indeed have talent, but you'll only last as long as an incense stick burns—a fleeting moment! If you refuse to surrender, you'll slip into a deep coma before the Heavenly Tribulation takes your life," Zhou Yan said, his voice cold and mocking.

Ye Haochuan's face paled at the words.

Zhou Yan was speaking the harsh truth