"What else could I want? I want to kill Di Ni!"
When Ye Xiwen said this, his expression was calm, as though he were discussing some trivial matter, like what to eat for dinner.
If anyone else heard him, they would probably faint. Someone ignorant might think he was planning to kill some insignificant nobody. But that was Di Ni—the first Emperor Lord to arise between heaven and earth after Emperor Qin.
What kind of existence was an Emperor Lord? The greatest beings throughout all ages. Although Di Ni had taken certain shortcuts in becoming an Emperor, once he had truly crossed into the Emperor Lord realm, it was an entirely different matter.
For a Quasi-Emperor to want to kill an Emperor Lord was sheer madness.
Complete, utter madness. Anyone who did not know better would think he had suffered some sort of shock.
Or perhaps the overwhelming pressure of the Celestial Race's grand momentum had driven him mad, giving him such thoughts!
Yet those present were all Ye Xiwen's closest brothers. Their way of thinking had long since been reshaped by Ye Xiwen. Their first reaction was not that Ye Xiwen had gone mad, but whether he truly intended to do this.
How did he intend to do it?
"That's an Emperor Lord. How do you plan to do it?" Little Kun Peng asked immediately.
"How? Just say the word. That brat has been acting awfully arrogant lately. Damn it, I want to kill him too!" Ye Wudi sprang upright with a carp leap and spoke.
"But killing him will not be so easy. That brat may have taken shortcuts, but he is still an Emperor Lord!" Little Kun Peng turned serious as well.
If anyone else had been watching, they would probably have found it both laughable and