The Four Realms of Heaven and Earth fell silent.
Lü Yang froze on the spot, his face ashen. He stared at the place where Ang Xiao had just vanished, already cursing up a storm in his mind:
'That bastard!'
'No wonder he managed to reach the Late Stage of Golden Core and is seeking the Netherworld. His reaction time is insane! He bolted before the Bhagavat even fully descended!'
'What do I do?'
'Activate the Centome?'
Lü Yang took a deep breath, quickly calming his Heart Spirit. The Centome's interface beside him was his greatest source of confidence. No one could stop him from starting over!
After all, he was currently holding a Fake Golden Position. His Position was almost at the very peak of this world. If the Bhagavat knew the Centome existed and made specific arrangements to counter it, then perhaps not even an Immortal could save him. But the Centome had not been exposed. Who would ever guess he could just kill himself to start over?
