Following the Heavenly Demon at his beck and call, yet still able to maintain your true heart?
Liao Jiulong's heart thumped heavily several times, fear eroding his body in an instant.
He froze on the spot, looking at Duge with suspicion, his face wearing a slight smile.
He suddenly doubted that there was any so-called two sides of the same coin—it seemed to him that the man before his eyes was simply the Heavenly Demon himself.
Was the Heavenly Demon playing with him in another way?
After all.
He had precisely fallen into every trap the Heavenly Demon had laid before him, and stepping into them, he had grave doubts about whether he could survive…
"Daoist Friend Liao, you hesitate," said Duge, as if seeing through Liao Jiulong's thoughts, shook his head and continued, "While I am still in control, leave. The Heavenly Demon's Heart Refinement path is strewn with the bones of prodigies; you won't be able to walk it..."
Saying this was bad enough.
As soon as he spoke,
