Huang Chao's Fall

Huang Chao looked up and saw Xiao Ran looming overhead like a giant. He couldn't help staring in shock. "You! How could you?!"

The enormous image of Xiao Ran nearly filled the "sky" of the mental space. His form was as solid as a physical body, radiating a spiritual pressure far greater and heavier than Huang Chao's current incarnation. His shadow fell over Huang Chao, seated on the dragon throne, instantly crushing the imposing aura he had created to pieces!

Xiao Ran's voice rang out like thunder from the heavens, laced with bone-chilling mockery and an air of detached insight. It crashed down, each syllable making Huang Chao's mental incarnation tremble.

"Huang Chao, you're too arrogant."

Xiao Ran's voice was languid, but every word boomed like thunder. He merely glanced sideways at Huang Chao, yet the pressure of a mountain bearing down on him was so immense that he couldn't even raise his head.

"Impossible. Impossible. How could you...? I'm a Celestial, a Celestial! How could you possibly..."

Unable to believe the outcome, Huang Chao watched as everything around him turned into wisps of smoke and vanished in an instant.

He couldn't accept this result. More than that, he couldn't understand it. He was a Celestial.

The will of this world should have been bolstering him. There was no reason his possession should have failed.

"I don't believe it. No matter how powerful your Primordial Spirit is, you're still not a Celestial. You and I are worlds apart. How could my Primordial Spirit be weaker than yours? Could you be a Celestial too?"

By the end, Huang Chao couldn't help laughing. The idea was so absurd that even he found it ridiculous.

But he couldn't think of any other explanation for what had happened.

Xiao Ran answered his bewilderment with