Roar!
The demon flood dragon's roar rang in their ears.
As its eight heads turned and surveyed the scene, they fully displayed its untamed arrogance.
So what if she was the number one person in the Spirit World? Hadn't she still been beaten flat to the ground by him?
The only fly in the ointment was that this was merely an Avatar.
But no matter what, being able to defeat Fairy Yutong still left his mood so delighted it could not be surpassed.
"Li Yutong, aren't you supposed to be above the smoke and fire of the mortal world? Aren't you supposed to be arrogant to the extreme? And now what? Your life and death are entirely in this old man's hands. Do you still dare say I'm inferior to that dead ghost, the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King?"
"Obediently bow your head and admit defeat, then say a few pleasant words. This old man might consider giving you a quick end. Otherwise, I'll make you unable to live and unable to die."
"Idiot!"
Li Yutong could no longer move, yet how could there be even the slightest hint that she meant to lower her head and admit defeat? The corners of her mouth lifted faintly, showing utter disdain.
"What did you say?"
The demon flood dragon flew into a towering rage, almost thinking he had misheard. Even at a time like this, Li Yutong was still this arrogant?
Although the one before him was only an Avatar, cultivating it to this degree was also exceedingly difficult. Could she really not fear him destroying it with his own hands?
"I'm laughing at you for being stupid beyond reach, and for being so pleased with yourself."
This time, Fairy Yutong's voice was relatively clear. "You spent so much effort, yet only