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Choice?
Lin Yue's eyes carried a hint of self-mockery, was this called giving him a choice?
Either hand over the Life and Death Chess or everyone present except him dies?
This was clearly sheer intimidation!
On the stele that recorded the Thirteen Flames, the owner of that stele also recounted, although he was invincible under the Great Cultivator of an era, he too couldn't withstand the Twelfth Prince's most venomous 'Nine Grievances of Infatuation' cast with a mere thought.
Moreover, that was two hundred years ago!
Two hundred years have passed, suspected Myriad Poison Demon Ancestor reincarnated, and the most noble bloodline of the Xiahong clan, the Twelfth Prince, how much progress would there be?
