"The Emperor always plans before acting, and since I dared to come down to Ghost Lamp Abyss in person, naturally I had sharpened my soldiers and made every preparation," he said.
"That guy is crazy, to be honest, and I do not wish to meet him, fearing unnecessary trouble and eventually reaping what I sow," he said.
"But you did not give me a chance, you cut off my lifeline, and if I do not retaliate today, I will become the joke of All Heavens," he said.
"Rip——"
The Jester Emperor pulled out a crumpled yellow paper from his bosom, pinching it between two fingers and tearing it apart.
The yellow paper had no divinity to speak of; thrown on the ground, it was just trash that no wise creature would give a second glance, let alone use it as toilet paper.
However, as it was being torn, a ring of earthy-yellow characters danced like sprites, and a chilling aura began to spread.
"Swoosh!"
