Chapter 169: I Am Yan Emperor, I Also Have an Old Bastard at Home, and I Also Want to Say...
"Hmm?"
Hu Yanbo, who was just about to leave Primal Star 1111 for his next target, suddenly felt a stirring in his heart and looked up.
He saw a familiar, blazing beam of light burning with raging fury, rushing aggressively toward his direction. Who else could it be other than Yan Emperor, who had just left the Sword Mound suffocating with anger?
"Ha, what a coincidence." Hu Yanbo curved the corners of his mouth, a playful glint flashing in his eyes.
His thoughts raced, and an idea popped into his mind.
Since they bumped into each other, he might as well add to the frustration of this aggrieved Yan Emperor.
"Yan Emperor, please stay."
That Yan Emperor, who was flying blindly, came to an abrupt halt, the flames all over his body stagnating for a moment. After making out the figure, a trace of astonishment flashed within his huge pupils: "Lord of Myriad Forms!"
When he left the Sword Tomb, he had chosen a direction at random to fly, intending to leave this place of right and wrong where he felt extremely humiliated as soon as possible.
As a disciple of the Sitting Mountain Guest, possessing two peak supreme treasures-the Tribulation Armor and the Yan God Halder-along with the Original Soul, he was confident that even if he encountered a Fifth-Order Universe Master, he wouldn't meet his doom even if he couldn't defeat them, so he hadn't been overly vigilant.
Yet he never expected that he would actually run into this most prominent newly-risen Universe Master of the human race, rumored to have bizarre methods, right here!
However, Yan Emperor was Yan Emperor after all. After the astonishment, far from