Smack!
The slap rang out crisp and loud.
Dragon Head Daoist's cheeks were covered in fine dragon scales, yet beneath that slap, the scales on his left cheek shattered and flew everywhere. His mouth was smashed open, blood spurted from his nose, and his entire body crashed down dozens of yards away.
Su Yi was not surprised by this scene.
He put away the Nine Hells Sword and said, "You old bastard, you finally showed yourself."
As he spoke, the boundless tribulation light around him surged into his body like a receding tide.
At once, his entire aura changed abruptly. It was like a blade sheathed within its scabbard, becoming simple and unassuming.
Ethereal and otherworldly.
Yet at this moment, he was already a god in the truest sense of the word!
"So you brat noticed I'd arrived long ago."
Not far away, a scrawny little old man with a lecherous-looking face appeared out of thin air. It was none other than He Bo.
Without question, he had been the one who sent Dragon Head Daoist flying with that slap.
"It wasn't that I noticed you. I merely had a feeling you would come."
Su Yi gave He Bo a deep look. "After all, if something happened to me, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to bear the consequences."
He Bo was the river god of the Epoch River. By First Lifetime's command, he had guarded the Epoch Fire Seed through endless ages.
Even during that battle at the Boundless Divine Mountain, according to Bodhi Grandmaster, even if Su Yi had not appeared, He Bo would have arrived in time to resolve the great battle!
Under such circumstances, Su Yi had long expected that at such a perilous juncture, this mysterious old bastard He Bo could not possibly stand idly