The Real Mastermind Was Me

An aura from the ancient Wilds emanated from Zheng Zhu.

The Heavenly Fate Master instinctively took a step back. In his eyes, this seemed to be some predator standing at the top of the food chain.

Zheng Zhu no longer looked human. Great masses of flesh and bone spurs twisted together across his body, while numerous tentacles hung down from him.

Even Cai Kang, his ally, swallowed hard.

He knew that Zheng Zhu was no longer Zheng Zhu, but a beast without any self-awareness, capable only of slaughtering madly.

The next instant, Zheng Zhu vanished. He moved so fast that even the Heavenly Fate Master could only barely catch his silhouette.

When he reappeared, he was already right before the Heavenly Fate Master. He opened his bloody maw and viciously bit down at the Heavenly Fate Master's head.

The Heavenly Fate Master immediately defended himself. He did not even have time to use a Life Destiny Technique and could only hastily raise a hand to block the bite.

He had blocked it, but large amounts of corrosive saliva flowed down. It disgusted the Heavenly Fate Master terribly, and he immediately kicked Zheng Zhu away.

"Lowly people will always be lowly people." After kicking Zheng Zhu away, he endured the intense pain and pulled the long glass spike from his body. Then, he immediately used a Life Destiny Technique to heal his injuries.

He was a traditional Fate Master, having climbed step by step from Fate Master Apprentice to Heavenly Fate Master. Naturally, he was exceptionally proficient in Life Destiny Techniques.

By contrast, he rarely engaged in close combat.

It was not merely because he was bad at it. Close combat itself was an act unbecoming of national etiquette. As a descendant of the Da Ci Dynasty, how could he fight