"Berserker?" Xue An couldn't help saying.
"Mm, you could put it that way! So although you're temporarily suppressing them with that tenacious Heart Realm of yours, once enough time passes, these heroic spirits sealed in your body will definitely cause trouble!"
At this point Xue An finally understood why the Xing Tian clan had been given the title of War God in ancient legends.
Because this love of battle had already been carved deep into their very bones.
Xue An's expression also unconsciously grew serious. "Then what should I do?"
"I told you, this is the price you have to pay, but at the same time it's also your opportunity. Do you know why I reside upon this White Bone Throne?"
Xue An's heart stirred.
"That's right, because I, and this White Bone Throne under my feet, are actually the strongest weapon for suppressing and commanding them!"
Hearing this, Xue An finally understood everything.
