Traitor

The once mighty Yan Emperor was merely a lackey in the Grand Unity Realm!

Randeng's face was full of mockery as he considered whether he should simply seize Yan Wang Palace.

Once that thought arose, it swiftly grew like a seed into a towering tree.

"Mm, I'll help Yan Wang Palace repel the Nine Nether army, then seize Yan Wang Palace by force."

Randeng's eyes darted about as he quickly made his decision.

He had come to pick up the spoils in the first place, so why not pick up an entire major force?

"Old Daoist, take my sword!"

A Yin General suddenly charged at him. On the battlefield, it was easy to distinguish friend from foe: one side consisted of living beings, the other of souls. Thus, the Yin General attacked Randeng without hesitation.

So many Yin soldiers had approached him earlier, only to have their souls scattered. That showed this old Daoist was far from simple.

As a Yin General, he naturally had to eliminate such a tough opponent.

The Yin General had a burly build and wore heavy black armor. He leaped into the air, raised his greatsword above his head, and prepared to cleave Randeng in two.

Randeng flipped his right hand, producing a black ruler. With a casual swing, the burly Yin General felt a terrifying gale crash toward him. Before he could react, his soul body was blasted apart.

At the end of the direction pointed by the black ruler, thunderclouds tens of thousands of meters away split open with a fissure, as though the sky itself had cracked.

The power of a casual strike was this terrifying!

The surrounding Yin soldiers and Yan Wang Palace soldiers were terrified and hurriedly moved away from him.

Randeng remained unmoved and continued forward. He was still