Chi Xiao was on the verge of going mad.
"Damn it! How can something like this... actually..."
If it weren't for his resolute will, having experienced many ups and downs before attaining the position of [Supreme of Destiny], having stood on mountaintops and fallen into depths, honing an unparalleled faith, he might have collapsed on the spot when his arm was severed.
The severed arm by Ma Ran, the stump was shrouded in a powerful force of destiny.
This force was intense, stubborn, and extremely rebellious.
It even refused to obey Zhu Ding's command, as if it had another higher priority ruler issuing it orders.
"Why are you helping the enemy?"
"You should listen to me!"
"Come back!"
"In the future, I'll communicate with you often and won't ignore you anymore!"
"Quick! Return!"
Destiny was originally Chi Xiao's follower, his plaything.
No matter where he was, no matter the time, he could take as he pleases.
