Charging Straight into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm

Even if he was as crafty as a ghost, he would still have to drink this young master's foot-washing water!

Even so, Ye Xiwen still looked utterly enraged and roared, "You damned old bastard, you actually dared scheme against me! I will definitely settle this debt!"

"HAHAHAHA! Damned human, who do you think you are? You actually dared lay hands on me! Haha, perfect—go after him! Let the two of you tear each other apart!" the Star Colossus Avatar shouted smugly. The thought of his scheme succeeding filled him with boundless delight. Wasn't this human incredibly arrogant? Didn't he rely on this barrier to order him around?

Now was perfect. Let the two of them perish together!

He had calculated that Ye Xiwen would absolutely not leave. Over his countless years of life, he had seen plenty of such people. What kind had he not seen? He had seen far too many humans like this—people who, for some so-called conviction, could fight to the last drop of blood and die without regret. Humanity's countless forebears had relied on such convictions to fight bloody battles and expand their territory, forcibly carving out the foundation for humanity's rule over the world.

He had devoured many stars and seen many people. Back then, before the True Martial Realm, it had been a group of such fools standing in his path that had ultimately caused him to be sealed. Countless people had surged forward one after another, generously marching to their deaths.

For Star Colossi, who numbered no more than a mere handful, it was impossible to understand why. They spent most of their time wandering alone through the starry sky, perhaps never encountering another of their kind in their entire lives.

But he was as crafty as a ghost. Though he could not