Liu Xiang Hen was lean and slender, his willow-like beard drifting in the wind. He wore a feathered crown and carried himself with the air of an immortal.
As he spoke, every gaze in the area converged on him.
Compared to Cloud River God Lord, both his status and strength fell somewhat short.
Yet he was still a Ninth Refinement Peak God Lord whose name shook the heavens of the God Domain.
Back during the battle at Ming Kong Mountain, he had joined forces with Cloud River God Lord.
Liu Xiang Hen said, "If This Seat loses, I will kneel and kowtow before everyone as you said. But if This Seat wins, do you dare hand over the Reincarnation Great Dao?"
The crowd stirred, and everyone suddenly understood. This old guy of the Ancient Liu Xiang Clan had set his sights on reincarnation!
Wan Zitian sneered. "Your three kowtows are worthy of being wagered against the power of reincarnation? Dream on!!"
Liu Xiang Hen ignored him and stared only at Su Yi. "Do you dare?"
Su Yi said calmly, "Since that is the case, why not raise the stakes? If I win, you kill yourself on the spot. If I lose, my life will be yours to dispose of."
After a pause, his gaze turned cold and deep. "To ensure this wager is honored, we can invite the Mountain Guardian to serve as witness."
"With that fatty here, once you agree, no one will have room to regret it!"
The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly turned oppressive, and countless people trembled.
These stakes were simply too ruthless!
Even Liu Xiang Hen had not expected Su Yi to go so all out. The expression on his old face shifted from dark to light.
"Dao Friend, watch your words. What do