The young man in front of Ming Hao had brought out the corpse of a fifth rank, instantly killed a second rank, and was good friends with the Light crown prince. If I say that I don’t believe he can kill me, will I be dead the next second? I’m still afraid of death even though my cultivation has reached this level!0

In fact, I’m even more afraid of death!0

Ming Hao wanted to demonstrate his valor if he could—he was a mid rank, after all!0

“Time’s up,” Li Hao suddenly said. “Since the fellow daoist has not chosen…”1

Ming Hao clearly sensed the arrival of death—true death! The strength that’d frozen the Exalted Cloud Cotton Emperor appeared once more. Although Ming Hao could move, he still sensed incomparable pressure.1

“I surrender!” he bawled from great stress. The man was sweating profusely and didn’t know what to do with himself. I simply accepted a mission and haven’t even seen the target. How come I’ve ended up bowing my head to a third rank??0

What in the blazes??1

“The fellow daoists have all chosen quickly and wisely!” Li Hao smiled. “I’m not afraid if the other fellow daoists betray...0