Pretend to Be Dead, or Burst Out Again?

At the center of the turbulence in space and everyone's attention, deep inside the "pistils" of the bloody Flower of the Other Shore, Li Yao pushed away the last Immortal Cultivator in his view. With his left hand behind his back, he raised his right hand and opened his fingers, launching the Cell Obliteration Cannon that blew the unlucky fellow to more than twenty cabin walls away.

"Well…"

The mental devil's voice suddenly echoed inside his brain.

"Who on earth can possibly stop me?"

Li Yao blew at his right palm. But of course, because of the blockage of the helmet on the crystal suit, it was nothing more than a cool and awesome pose.

"No. I'm trying to say…"

The mental devil hesitated.

"You want to know who I am? I, am your doom!"

Li Yao made yet another embarrassing pose to the many crystal cameras floating in midair.