Plotting a Coup and Usurping the Throne
Boss Fat Ball came roaring in, as ferocious as a tiger charging down a mountain!
To this day, it still remembered how, when the Heavenly Dao Sphere had suddenly collapsed, its arrangements had yet to be completed, and it had been forced to dissipate in unwillingness.
And just before it finally dissipated, White Youyou had already emptied several of its treasure vaults!
Was that something a person could say?
Boss Fat Ball could be said to have died with hatred in its heart.
So, the instant it revived, the first thing it thought of was tearing White Youyou apart!
Although it had no idea why it had revived again, none of that mattered.
What mattered was blowing White Youyou to smithereens first!
In the instant it crossed space, Fat Ball had already imagined ten thousand scenes of itself bombarding White Youyou.
Carrying an explosive fury, it crossed through space—and as it emerged, Fat Ball activated its armed mode, transforming into a gigantic spherical armed fortress.
It would blast White Youyou apart with the most blazing barrage!
However...
The moment it formally appeared, Boss Fat Ball froze.
Because standing opposite it were actually two Netherworld Rulers!
It had not seen wrong. There were two!
One was the person it hated most in this life—White Youyou.
The other was the person it hated second-most in this life—Tyrant Song.
The two people it hated most had now joined forces, and both were standing opposite it as Netherworld Rulers.
Two against one. The situation was unfavorable for our army.
Boss Fat Ball's explosive fury was forcibly suppressed, and it calmed down slightly.
—it was like encountering an enemy one detested on the road and preparing to sneak up and smash a brick over his head, only to