I'm not! I didn't! Don't make things up!
At that moment, Beast God Di Tian's mind was a complete blank. He could not remember ever agreeing to join Yang Ming's Sky-Blasting Gang.
Before long, however, Beast God Di Tian had no doubts left—only fear that sank deep into his soul.
Click!
A key turned in the lock, and the prison door opened, sending a gust of cold wind straight at him.
Yang Ming walked toward Beast God Di Tian in the corner, one step at a time. Each footfall seemed to trample his soul, weighing on him like a tower filled with wind before a mountain storm.
Beast God Di Tian opened his mouth, wanting to demand just what Yang Ming intended to do.
Yet the moment he opened his mouth, he discovered to his horror that he could not make a single sound.
No!
Beast God Di Tian's gaze fell on the Infinity Gauntlet on Yang Ming's right hand, and he immediately understood. It was not that he could not make a sound—sound itself had been blocked out!
Then, as Beast God Di Tian's pupils abruptly contracted to pinpoints, Yang Ming spread the five fingers of his gauntleted right hand and pressed his palm against his face.
The next instant, Beast God Di Tian lost consciousness.
Because he was already dead.
Beast God Di Tian had already been beaten half to death by Yang Ming, and now all the soul power in his body had been sealed. He was no different from a lamb awaiting slaughter, so killing him was easy for Yang Ming.
Yang Ming grabbed with his right hand, and Beast God Di Tian's dazed soul fell into his grasp. He casually tossed it into the Six Paths Reincarnation World through the rift opening behind him, then