Destruction-type Sovereign’s Might?” Linley was shocked as well.
“Your Four Divine Beast’s clan has Sovereign’s Might. Did you think my Bagshaw clan doesn’t?” Bagshaw sent through divine sense. “For you to have a drop of water-type Sovereign’s Might means that your position in the Four Divine Beasts clan must be quite high.”
It was normal for Bakwill, as the leader of the clan, to be carrying a drop of Sovereign’s Might.
The top ten ancient clans of the Infernal Realm, such as the Bagshaw clan, all possessed astonishing power of their own!
“You killed so many of my men. Although they were minor figures, you still besmirched the face of my Bagshaw clan. I’ll give you two paths to choose from! The first path is the path where we go all out against each other and engage in a great battle. At worst, my Bagshaw clan will lose a number of experts, but we will still kill you. I wager your Four Divine Beasts clan won’t dare to come to my Miluo Island to avenge you!” Bakwill was absolutely confident.
Linley’s face didn’t change. He continued to listen.
“The second path is, my Bagshaw clan can give you face and forget about those minor figures you killed. However, you must serve my Bagshaw clan and assume the position of a red-robed elder. You must serve the Bagshaw clan without compensation for ten thousand years as a form of apology. In this way, this matter will be at an end.”
“Pick a path!” Bakwill stared at Linley.
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