Central Court.
Di Shikun sat cross-legged in a clearing amid the woods. A bonfire leapt before him, roasting a huge slab of meat above the flames. The meat had come from a fifty-meter-long half-dragon giant python lying nearby.
He held a piece of meat and wolfed it down, feeling the taste of shit on his tongue finally fade somewhat.
Suddenly, he stopped eating and looked up into the pitch-black forest, shouting, "Come out! Stop skulking around like a rat!"
"Sorry for disturbing your meal. I have a proposal. I wonder whether you would be interested in hearing it?" The True-Self Perfect One slowly emerged, smiling at Di Shikun.
Di Shikun stuffed the meat into his mouth in a few bites, swallowed it in one gulp, and rose to his feet. "You look pretty strong. Whatever you have to say, we fight first. If I beat you flat, then don't bother saying it."
The next instant, terrifying power erupted from his powerful legs. The entire island shook violently as he instantly appeared before the True-Self Perfect One, his foot smashing toward the man's face.
The True-Self Perfect One smiled and slightly turned his body, neatly evading Di Shikun's kick. Then he flicked Di Shikun's shin with his hand. Di Shikun's lower leg instantly exploded, flesh and blood spraying everywhere. Bones struck distant trees and blasted them all into powder.
But Di Shikun did not care about his injuries at all. He immediately adjusted his stance and drove an elbow at the True-Self Perfect One's cheek. Yet before his arm could touch the True-Self Perfect One, it was struck by another flick of a finger. Enormous force tore apart his arm, and blood mist burst from the severed limb in the blink of an eye.
"This guy..."
Di Shikun was not brainless.