Decadent One Wonder

What the remnant soul said made a great deal of sense, but that did not stop Chen Zhixing from disliking Him.

After they chatted a little longer, Chen Zhixing looked at the remnant soul that still had not revealed its form within Ziwei Eternity Palace, and he could not help frowning.

"Someone who hides his head and shows only his tail!"

"I have been here all along. It is only that I have yet to recast my body. What came this time was merely a strand of Divine Sense. I heard that good-for-nothing little girl Feng say you were also a master of this path. It seems that little girl's eyes were blind after all."

The remnant soul was not one to suffer a loss. After Chen Zhixing mocked Him, He immediately shot back.

His temper was exceedingly stiff.

However, whether He was stiff-tempered or not had nothing to do with Chen Zhixing. Seeing that He still dared to talk back, Divine Patterns surfaced between Chen Zhixing's brows. In the next instant, a great mountain-like hand reached down from above the firmament, passing harmlessly through the roof as if it were illusory, scooping up that divine soul and giving it a vicious squeeze.

With a tone that was faintly startled and furious, yet so enraged it turned into laughter, before the remnant soul's thought was annihilated, He said fiercely to Chen Zhixing, "Little thing, your hand is rather ruthless. But you should also know that one day you will come begging me, and that day will not be far off!"

"There will be no such day."

The starry giant hand abruptly withdrew, returning to the enormous starry Dharma Manifestation above the firmament.

It seemed as if everything that had happened had never happened at all.

Seven days later.

Chen Zhixing,