"Don't die! I don't want to die!! I still have eleven goddess wives! I'm about to marry the twelfth! I haven't unified the world yet! I still want to slay gods and destroy Buddhas! I still have to return to Earth (PS: not the real world) and settle accounts with those who looked down on me! I want that bitch who dumped me to kneel before me and lick my toes! I'm a transmigrator, I'm Long Xiaotian! I've survived crisis after crisis, and none of my enemies managed to kill me. Instead, I trampled over them and grew stronger, stronger! How can I die like this?! Laozi doesn't care whether you're a god or a ghost! I'm Long Xiaotian—no one can kill me! My life is mine to decide, not even Heaven can interfere! It can't!!"
The next instant, with a bang, Long Xiaotian exploded into a mist of blood.
To guard against every possible accident, Yin Kuang even used Purple Dragon Soul Power to burn his soul into nothingness.
"Don't blame me for being ruthless. You made me uncomfortable, after all."
But to Yin Kuang, encountering a "purely natural wild" Long Xiaotian was no more than an interlude he tossed to the back of his mind in the blink of an eye.
What he did not know was that his absurd speculation—prompted by Long Xiaotian making him think of Long Aotian, which in turn sent his thoughts spiraling toward the madman in the Celestial Prison secretly using his power to influence the laws of worlds and planes, creating transmigrators without anyone noticing in order to pull the rug out from under the academy students—had actually hit the mark... It had to be said that the workings of fate, or more plainly, the "mysterious laws," were truly profound beyond measure,