Xu Yang suddenly recalled the moment of his breakthrough, when Destiny summoned him again. After refusing, he was struck by an indescribable feeling of dread.
This hadn't happened the first time he refused.
Could there be some unfortunate consequence?
The thought flashed by, but Xu Yang didn't dwell on it. Daydreaming was useless—if trouble really comes, he'll face it head-on!
I already possess a twelve-grade immortal foundation, so should I step into Destiny, risking becoming a puppet?
That would be outright madness.
Even if there was only a ten percent chance of becoming a puppet, he'd refuse without hesitation.
"Still, Yang Yuan's supreme treasure is formidable."
"To think it targets the Primordial Spirit—caught off guard, you'd suffer greatly!"
Xu Yang glanced up at Yang Yuan.
That supreme treasure can even be upgraded; it's anything but simple.
