"What do you want?!" This time, the Primordial Immortal Emperor's scalp prickled. He leaned back slightly, his keen divine senses detecting a trace of something ominous.
Although only a trace of his Primordial Spirit imprint had remained during his time with Qin Tian, over a hundred thousand years, his wisdom had long since allowed him to see exactly what sort of being stood before him.
A kindly face, ruthless hands, and an even blacker heart.
To put it simply.
This brat did not seem like a good person.
Faced with the brat's sudden show of meekness, the Primordial Immortal Emperor raised his guard a thousand percent.
Qin Tian's face, in particular, provoked a physical reaction just from looking at it.
Over the countless years before this, he had challenged the Desolate Heaven Emperor who knew how many times, only to lose every single time. By now, those beatings had left a shadow over his mind.
Whenever he heard the words "He Transforms at Ease," his scalp prickled.
Folks, who could understand?!
That creep Huang summoned several burly men every time, surrounding him and kicking him until he was covered in wounds.
He could not have been more of a creep!
"It's nothing major. You'd only need to lift a hand." Qin Tian made a gesture that would have enraged Korea.
"Tell me what it is first!" The Primordial Immortal Emperor backed away, eyeing the young man suspiciously.
The more humble Qin Tian acted, the more wary the Primordial Immortal Emperor became.
"Well, you see, could you give me a palm strike too?!" Qin Tian rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.
"Give you a palm strike?"
"Is your brain all right?!" the Primordial Immortal Emperor asked suspiciously.
He wondered whether the Desolate Heaven Emperor had failed to protect