"Kill, kill, kill!"
Cheng Shifei brandished the Great Evil King, his eyes blood-red, a trace of madness about him.
Hua Wuque held him back with true qi from a distance, not daring to draw his sword for fear that the evil intent would affect him too. After all, the dragon scales on his sword also contained evil intent.
"Cheng Shifei, drop the Great Evil King! You've already succumbed to madness!"
"I don't want to kill you. Don't force me."
He had tried to awaken Cheng Shifei with the power of his primordial spirit, only for his own primordial spirit to nearly be shattered, inflicting considerable backlash on him.
He was still confident he could kill Cheng Shifei, but he had no confidence that he would not succumb to madness himself afterward.
The Great Evil King's evil intent far surpassed the Fire Kirin Sword's, as well as that of their divine weapons inlaid with dragon scales.
Such overwhelmingly powerful evil intent was unheard of. This was his first time encountering it too.
Cheng Shifei let out a strange laugh. "Hua Wuque, you're jealous of me! Jealous that I've learned a peerless divine skill, jealous that my strength is growing so fast!"
"I haven't succumbed to madness. I'm doing perfectly well."
He had never felt his strength increase so quickly. Even when Gu Santong had taught him martial arts, it had not compared to this.
His strength was already close to catching up with Hua Wuque's, and it had only been a few days.
Even the Imperial Preceptor had never improved this quickly. He was the world's greatest martial dao prodigy.
He could even replace Lin Lang and become the new Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming.
Along the way, he had slaughtered many living creatures. Unfortunately, he had not killed any people.