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Rebirth Of The Villainous Crown Prince

"A villain is just a broken hero." ••• [Volume 1. Villain's Return: Quest For The Token Of Fate] — Completed ••• [Synopsis:] Twelve Tokens. Each Possess the power to overturn the Heavens. Four Emblems. Each summoned by possessing different Tokens, each hold the power to make their possessor the Heavenly Kings, rulers of the Middle Heavens. One God Emblem. Summoned by possessing all Emblems, declaring its possessor - the ruler of the Heavens, The Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Oracle Sect has prophesied the rise of the Emperor. Crown Prince Ye Tian Yun, the so-called Future Heavenly Throne, and heir to the Great Ye Empire, after spending seven years to possess the Emblem Of Luck, was ambushed by the God’s Legion, the real protagonists of the Era, on the battle for the Throne of Middle Heavens at the Hundred Realm Refining Stage. With mortal injuries and no chance to escape, he was beheaded by the true protagonist of the Era, Wang Yao. However, turning the wheel of time, he has returned to the past when he was fourteen years of age! From that very moment, Ye Tian Yun, with the knowledge of the future, decided to right all his past wrongs, kill every member of God’s Legion and possess the God Emblem. But... are the God's Legion the only people he needs to be vary of? Before he could start, he heard a prompt, *Ding!* [Initiating the Emblem System]

ZinonWonder · Eastern
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648 Chs

Interrogation (II)

"Ahhhhhh!"

Mo Da cried in pain.

He wanted to cover the area where he had an ear just a few moments ago.

However, he had no hands.

He tried to move his hands, but his body remained flat on the ground and could not do anything that would stop the intense pain.

However, before he could move, he suddenly felt pressure on his other shoulder.

Ye Tian Yun had put his hand on the other shoulder and looked at him with a friendly smile.

"Mo Da, did you think just because you weren't feeling any pain from your hands and legs, you wouldn't feel any more pain?"

Mo Da had tears flowing from the corner of his eyes as he gritted his teeth.

These were the tears of pain.

Ye Tian Yun shook his head, "Ah, friend, why are you crying? We have just met; there's no need to cry. First, let's become good friends before you start acting like a long-lost brother."

Mo Da gritted his teeth but didn't say anything.