The former was the strongest Sea Eagle, while the latter was the weakest, forming a sharp contrast.
"You, draw your lot." Emperor Lord Dongyuan said without looking sideways.
Xia qingchen stood up and walked to the box. Whispers rang out in his ears.
"Waa! It's such a coincidence that the best and the worst Sea Eagles are left for last."
"If he makes the right choice, he'll be able to reach the heavens in a single step. If he makes the wrong choice, he'll fall into a bottomless abyss."
fate really knows how to make fun of people. Different choices may determine the direction of his future fate.
Xia qingchen also felt speechless.
He really didn't expect that number nine would stay until the end, and that the worst number ten would also stay!
Shaking his head, Xia qingchen walked to the box.
Actually, to Xia qingchen, choosing either of the two Sea Eagles wouldn't have much of an impact.
