Di Shitian's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Yang Lingtian.
In that earth-shaking clash just now, he had only gained a slight advantage.
For this peerless prodigy of the Di Family, it was unprecedented trampling of his pride.
He could not accept it—absolutely could not.
How could a mere rogue cultivator at the Early Heavenly God Realm fight him to this extent?
"Ahhh!"
Di Shitian threw back his head and roared, his voice shaking the heavens.
An even more violent aura began brewing within his body.
He suddenly flipped his hand over, palm facing upward.
A pill the size of a dragon's eye appeared, crimson from top to bottom as if flames were burning within it.
The pill's surface was covered in profound patterns, radiating a berserk energy fluctuation that made one's heart tremble.
"That's a Berserk Pill!"
Among the spectators below, a well-informed elder cultivator cried out in shock.
"What? It's actually a Berserk Pill?"
"Wasn't this kind of pill extinct long ago? I heard it could instantly stimulate one's potential and multiply the user's strength several times over."
"That's right. And its effects are extraordinarily domineering. Even a Saint God Realm expert could gain a tremendous boost after taking it."
"But the price is equally immense. Once the medicinal effect wears off, the user will fall into an extremely weakened state. Without ten days or half a month, they won't recover at all—and it might even damage their foundation."
Discussion erupted in wave after wave, and everyone was stunned by the pill in Di Shitian's hand.
To defeat Yang Lingtian, Di Shitian had actually brought out even this forbidden trump-card pill.
He was truly throwing caution to the winds.
With madness in his eyes, Di Shitian swallowed the crimson Berserk Pill without the slightest hesitation.
Boom!