"Lu Ren, young people ought to be full of fiery vigor. When this prince was your age, I was even more arrogant than you. But do you know what it means for prosperity to decline once it reaches its peak? Are you really not afraid of stumbling and falling?"
As everyone fell silent, Prince Jue'e spoke blandly. His expression was perfectly calm, yet his words carried a trace of anger.
As a God King and a genius with one hundred chakras, he simply did not regard Lu Ren as worthy of his attention.
But Lu Ren's arrogance had thoroughly enraged him.
"So what? If you're unhappy, send more of your people up and make me stumble!"
Lu Ren sneered.
"Xue Kuang, come here. This prince will give you something. If you can kill him, this prince promises to let your Bloodline Clan branch leave!"
Prince Jue'e said to one of the Sinners behind him.
He was a tall, middle-aged man clad in blood jade, with a blood-red robe and blood-red hair. A pungent aura of blood surrounded him.
He walked before Prince Jue'e, bowed, and said, "If Prince Jue'e can release my Bloodline Clan branch, I will certainly risk my life to behead him!"
"With your current strength, you are not qualified to kill him. I can give you something that will make your strength soar, but the price is your death. Do you dare take it?"
Prince Jue'e said.
"Can it kill him?"
Xue Kuang asked.
He knew as well that there was a gap between himself and Lu Ren. Killing Lu Ren would not be easy. All he could do was fight desperately, trading his own life for the freedom of his Bloodline Clan branch.
If what Prince Jue'e brought out could allow him to kill Lu Ren,