"Life and death aside, we have never slain a Saint Emperor before," Di Jiang said, looking at the many Saint Emperors with a grave voice, "A battle naturally needs a wager. If you lose, we will take your life essence after your fall!"
Upon hearing these words, all the strong factions present were extremely shocked. What was he talking about? Did he believe he could win?
Just now when the ancestral witches accepted the challenge, they thought these people were arrogant enough, but now it seemed they had underestimated their arrogance?
At this moment, even the War God and others were taken aback, but soon they laughed.
"Good! If you lose, you must also hand over your life essence," the War God said.
"Agreed!" Di Jiang immediately accepted the challenge.
The fighting Saint Emperors were envious.
Incarnations of Laws—if they could get one, whether for personal use or trade, it would be extremely beneficial.
"The ancestral witches have gotten smarter," Di Jun pondered from afar.
