Angels Do Have Their Merits

Yuchi looked at Fan Yuhe's dead body. He could sense that the latter had transmitted some information before his death.

The information was integrated into the Heavenly Dao and wrapped in a small bubble. It streaked past his face as it flew into the sky.

He could easily intercept and destroy the bubble, so no one would know that he had killed Fan Yuhe. However, he was not interested in doing that. Even if the angel race knew that he had killed Fan Yuhe, so what?

Yuchi did not always offer his opponents the chance to flip a coin at the end of a battle. Every time he did, it meant that he was more emotional at that point, perhaps either consumed by anger, joy, or resentment.

This was not a simple game, but a gamble that involved his life.

Different opponents would respond differently to this game.

A few years ago, when he was in the Netherworld Sea prison, he had tried the same game on a human.