Mad Child steadied himself, twisted his neck, and grinned savagely. "Yo, looks like the Divine Emperor really doesn't trust his precious treasure. He even sent people to protect you."
Divine Emperor!
The moment that name was spoken, the living beings in the distance stirred restlessly.
The Divine Emperor was extremely mysterious in the universe, for he had scarcely ever truly made a move.
Yet most living beings knew that Di Tianwu had come this far largely thanks to the Divine Emperor's support.
No matter how monstrous Di Tianwu's talent was, how could he have run rampant until today without protection?
Of course, Di Tianwu had now fully matured. As a Perfected Entering Saint Realm expert, he was already among the strongest, since there were only so many Manifestation Saint Realm experts.
Di Tianwu's expression darkened as he snorted. "You remnant of the Primordial Era, are you looking to die?"
Remnant of the Primordial Era!
Mad Child's face also turned savage. His tiny hands clenched into fists, and the contours of muscles instantly emerged along his arms, brimming with power. It looked profoundly incongruous against his childlike body, and that contrast was even more shocking.
Mad Child's eyes began to fill with bloodshot veins. He laughed coldly. "Looks like the Divine Emperor never taught you what manners are."
With that, he suddenly moved.
He stepped forward, drawing his right fist back like a bowstring as his body tilted forward and lunged toward Di Tianwu and the other two.
He was as fast as a fierce gale, crossing several miles in an instant.
Facing the charging Mad Child, the two black-robed men struck out with their palms simultaneously, their coordination flawless.
Boom! Boom!
Two torrents of mana surged endlessly from their palms like raging waves, sweeping toward Mad Child like azure flames.