For a moment, Su Mo remained silent. If Wu Taeyong hadn't threatened him about taking over Qingxi's body. He might have been interested in storing his soul inside the Green Ring and turn him into a Ghost Servant.
But now, he doesn't deserve it. Death is the best option.
Right then, a familiar electronic voice sounded in his mind.
[Ding! You have defeated a Contender!]
[Ding! Heavenly Dao has marked you! You have gained a new title!]
[Contender: You are contending for the throne, the legendary gate.]
"???"
Su Mo's mind went blank for a moment.
Marked by the Heavenly Dao?
What exactly is that throne? A chair? Or a position?
And the gate...
Is that a metaphor, or is that literally a gate?
He tried asking the system.
But no matter how much he questioned it, the system gave him no answer.
Helpless, Su Mo could only put the matter aside for now.
After all...
Wu Taeyong might be dead.
But the Pishacha Army was still here.
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