Yuanshi Appears

Di Xin watched Randeng laughing madly in midair, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Randeng's reaction right now was far too abnormal.

This was clearly a deliberate attempt to provoke him—or rather, to use himself as bait and force him to follow the opening and humiliate Yuanshi Tianzun.

There had to be a deeper scheme behind this.

But so what?

A wildly arrogant sneer curled at the corner of Di Xin's mouth.

Conspiracies? Schemes?

In this Primordial Chaos World, every conspiracy that needed wagging tongues to push it forward existed only because the schemer's strength was lacking!

I was the Human Emperor, with the fortune of the entire human race at my back.

Even if a Saint had truly dug a pit ahead and was waiting for me, today I would still flatten that pit with one stomp!

"Randeng, do you think those shady schemes behind you can save your life?" Di Xin's voice was low, yet it carried absolute command.

Randeng's laughter abruptly froze, and an extremely ominous premonition rose in his heart:

He's not only unafraid—he really dares to kill me?!

"Since you're in such a hurry to see your Saint teacher, I'll send you on your way!"

Di Xin wasted no more words. His right hand suddenly thrust forward, five fingers curling into claws as he clenched fiercely through the air!

Boom—

The space ahead instantly twisted violently. The majestic fortune of the Human Emperor transformed into a golden giant hand that blotted out the sky and seized Randeng's body in a death grip!

Agonizing pain struck, and the bones throughout Randeng's body let out explosive cracks, unable to bear the strain.

Under the absolute crushing force of the Human Emperor's fortune, the physical body of a Quasi-Sage actually began to crack inch by inch, his magical power collapsing