Death Scripture

Zhong Heng, the Dragon King’s representative, had been listening passively the whole time, ignoring the curious gaze people were giving him.

“Does anybody else wanted to participate? Anybody else?” Pang Jing asked loudly. At first, his eyes swept through the crowd back and forth, but eventually, like everybody else, he fixed his eyes on Zhong Heng.

As if having just realized what was going on, Zhong Heng stood up and said, “The Lord of Jade City – Long Fanyun from the Big Snow Mountain. Fighter – the Dragon King of the Big Snow Mountain, Gu Shenwei.”

The whole room quieted down. Pang Jing suddenly smacked his fist onto the table, knocking the inkstone over.