Yang Qi was looking down on everything from above. And with his connection to the destiny and net of law of the Central Dynasty, no crafty plots or machinations would work against him.

Proud Central had laid some clever traps, which went to show that he had anticipated Yang Qi coming to the Central Dynasty. And he had intentionally used the aura of the Mahātmā Jade to try to lure him into a trap.

But how could he have ever anticipated what Yang Qi was actually capable of? In fact, his machinations had actually opened doors for Yang Qi.

At the moment, Yang Qi’s attention was focused on the Great Necropolis. It was hidden in the most secret location in the dynasty, still and unmoving. However, countless dhāraṇī incantations were flowing in bright white streams into it.

And they were coming from Proud Central.

He was tall and imposing, making him reminiscent of the Sovereign Lord. And the white streams of light that flowed around him were like dragons. His hand resembled the Hand of the One God as he stretched it out toward...