Chapter 187.1: The History of the Artifacts
How could Taiyi not be furious? What virtue or merit did he possess to be ambushed by a Great Venerable?
Those terrifying lightning serpents, each capable of annihilating a First Step to Heaven True God, left him utterly powerless to resist. There was nothing he could do before such an overwhelming existence.
At this moment, Thunder stood upon the firmament. A violent gale howled, his hair thick and cropped short.
When he heard Qi Yuan's protests, he paused in slight confusion. Then, he swung his massive hand. The once peerless and invincible Taiyi was reduced to a small chunk of flesh.
Then, Thunder appeared before Qi Yuan. "Disciple, you spoke too slowly. Fortunately, there's still a bit of him left."
He spread open his broad palm. Inside lay a small strip of pitch-black meat, more cooked than anything in a barbecue shop. Somehow, it was still alive.
Qi Yuan stared at the remnant, his eyes flickering. "Big Boss, can I have it?"
He could clearly sense that he was no match for the person before him. A true man knew when to bow and when to stand.
Thunder handed over the charred lump of flesh. "Didn't I say I'd give you a meeting gift? Naturally, it's yours."
As Qi Yuan stared at it, his sword manifested behind him, blazing with intense light. He wanted to slay a god to gain EXP. "Take my sword, you old fart!"
Qi Yuan had coveted this white moonlight for a long time. He had schemed, plotted, and meticulously planned just to trick it into descending. EXP and evil spiritual energy, none of it could go to waste!
Bang!