"Cackle, cackle, cackle—"
His hearty laughter filled every corner of the Yellow Springs Realm, drawing countless cultivators out to watch.
People's joys and sorrows were never shared. Lu Bei's smug laughter sounded especially grating to the Central Palace Yellow Emperor.
His schemes had been foiled yet again—and this time, by a countermeasure that had been laid in wait for countless years. He had thought he had predicted everything, only to discover at the crucial moment that the Master of Ten Thousand Daos had long since predicted his predictions.
On one side, someone had racked his brains; on the other, someone had taken it all in stride. The disparity was so great that it crushed his Dao heart once again.
Could I really not win even once?
The Central Palace Yellow Emperor's breathing hitched. Pressure swept over him like mountains and seas, and that lofty peak seemed so majestic, so impossible to cross. His tottering Dao heart was firmly shrouded by dark clouds called despair.
"That's all it took to break you? Didn't you make foolproof preparations?"
Qi Lijing spoke blandly, every word booming like thunder. It jolted the dispirited Central Palace Yellow Emperor awake and called back the Dao heart that was on the verge of collapse.
Qi Lijing did not care what happened to the Central Palace Yellow Emperor. If possible, he would not mind sending him onto the Investiture of the Gods himself.
But not now. Without the Central Palace Yellow Emperor, there was a chance that a two-on-one fight would end in a capsizing.
Qi Lijing had already confirmed that Lu Bei had come into contact with the Master of Ten Thousand Daos. The two had allied themselves—or Lu Bei had completely become the Master of Ten Thousand Daos' pawn. The Master of Ten Thousand Daos' schemes