One year later.
Star Abyss.
Within a canyon of flesh and blood.
Countless plumes of black smoke filled the sky.
Amid the black smoke and clouds, a gigantic human face bulged forth.
"Get out here! Ghost Person! I know you're here!!"
The human face's voice boomed like thunder, shaking the ground for dozens of kilometers around it.
Broken stones and debris continually bounced from the tremors.
At the bottom of the flesh-and-blood canyon, a patch of red light suddenly lit up.
The points of light gradually enlarged and drew closer, slowly rising from below.
It was a fleshy carpet covered in crimson eyes.
The carpet of flesh nearly filled the entire canyon, stretching hundreds of kilometers long, like red gelatin poured into a crack.
At its center, a blurry humanoid figure slowly rose.
The figure had waist-length black hair, wore a blood-red helmet, and bore eight silver-gray vertical marks upon its back.
It was Wei He, who had been hiding here for a year.
Wei He raised his head toward the face in the sky.
"Dun An. You actually managed to find this place. Looks like you've made up your mind to fight me to the death?"
The immense vibrations carried Star Abyss's distinctive sound waves outward.
After spending a year here, Wei He had gradually learned the local language—Star Abyss tongue.
This language was simpler than the human common tongue, but its syllables were remarkably complex.
A single sound often contained many layers of meaning.
"You were the one who provoked me first! Last time, it was in my territory, and you broke the rules. But this time, I won't give you another chance."
The black-smoke human face condensed an arm and pointed at Wei He.
"You are dead beyond doubt!!"
"Then let's see." Wei He's expression remained calm.