The God of Berserkers Rises in Ancient Zang

There was no longer any light in Chi Yang's eyes. As a Great Dao Noble of One Dao Sect, a powerful warrior who had inherited the Dao of Kismet, and someone who could be said to stand among the most powerful of Ancient Zang, he had never thought there would come a day when he would die.

He had inherited the Art of Kismet, and with how great One Dao Sect's kismet was, the omen of death should have never appeared in his destiny, which was why while Chi Yang did pay attention to Su Ming's appearance, he did not feel any sort of threat to his own life.

He believed in kismet and destiny. He also believed that kismet and the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule was something no one could break. He thus did not believe that he was in danger of dying

His confidence ended the moment Su Ming used his right index finger to break the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule, tore the semi-transparent net, and tapped the center of Chi Yang's brow.