Mortal: I Come from the The Great Primordial World
Chapter 687

Chapter 687

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"Do you think I can't kill you, or that I can't destroy your plans?"

Although Soul Heavenly Emperor's tone was calm and brimming with confidence, it held no value or meaning for Fang Yu, nor did it pose any threat to him. Fang Yu merely lifted his eyes for a glance, then shook his head with a laugh, his tone carrying a trace of mockery. "If you were confident you could kill me, you wouldn't be standing here wasting words with me. Likewise, if I were confident I could kill you, I wouldn't be standing here wasting words with you either. After saying so much, neither of us can do anything to the other. But I have indeed thrown your Soul Clan's plans into complete chaos. Your Soul Clan must hate me so much your teeth are itching, and I know you can't wait to cut me into a thousand pieces. I know that too. But you can't do it. First, you lack the confidence. Second, you lack the strength. Third, and most importantly, you lack the nerve. As long as you lack the nerve, you pose no threat to me whatsoever. I think you understand that very clearly, so stop wasting your breath with me. If you had the nerve, you would have attacked the instant I finished speaking and killed me here. But you don't, because you know you're a coward. You aren't confident you can kill me, so you hesitated. Your indecision is what allowed me to affect your Soul Clan's plans."

"The reason I'm still wasting words with you here is mainly because I don't have enough strength to kill you here either. So I hope you'll go do what you should be doing: wipe out the other clans and obtain all the jade pendants from

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