Choice

Xiang Yang was also thinking. What should he do in his current predicament? Should he trust the Divine Constable Gate to uncover the truth and clear his name? Or should he simply walk away? The world was vast, and with his current martial arts, he could go anywhere.

"Choice mission. One: await the Divine Constable Gate's judgment. Live or die, leave it to fate. Mission reward: Stunning Spear.

Two: My fate is mine, not Heaven's. Having grasped power, you should not submit to others, much less allow your destiny to be controlled by them. Escape the Divine Constable Gate's relentless pursuit. Mission reward: a volume of the Heavenly Demon Strategy."

Stunning Spear was the peerless ultimate skill of Zhuge Zhengwo, master of the Four Great Constables. Its killing move possessed boundless might; even compared to Li Ruohai's Blazing Prairie Hundred Strikes, it likely did not fall short in the slightest. Unfortunately, Xiang Yang practiced the saber. To him, this martial art was useful only for reference and collection.

The Heavenly Demon Strategy was a supreme divine art from Huang-style wuxia, one of the Four Great Strange Books. Xiang Yang had long admired it, especially the Great Method of Cultivating Demons with Dao Heart. Judging purely by realm, it was a godlike martial art capable of proving the Dao.

This was no choice at all. Besides, Xiang Yang was not someone who would sit bound and await death. He could never deliver himself to the Divine Constable Gate and wait for judgment.

"Ha, so he was a thieving constable. He killed and plundered with greater skill than even underworld experts. Alliance Leader Zuo, was this your friend?"

Having learned of Xiang Yang's situation, Feng Xu shook his head and laughed. His gaze at Xiang Yang was filled with pity and burning