The instant his palm pressed against the sword hilt at his waist, the ever-present smile vanished from the red-robed man's face, and a dark crimson bloodlight surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
He took one step forward and vanished into thin air.
The next moment, deep within Endless Spacetime, a swath of Dao light exploded into fragments.
A muffled grunt followed close behind.
Then, the red-robed man appeared where the Dao light had shattered, a brilliant smile blooming on his face. "Want to try again?"
In the distance, an old man wearing a tall crown and ancient robes, his willow-like beard drifting in the wind, wore a grim expression.
In his hand was a golden flood dragon severed into two halves. Its life force had vanished, leaving behind an icy corpse.
"Madman!"
The old man cursed viciously.
That golden flood dragon was his mount, with an extraordinarily unusual origin. It was known as an Eternal creature, capable of frolicking within the torrent of destiny. A natural Chaos mutant, it had cultivated by his side for countless years and had long possessed Immeasurable Realm strength. It had been only one step away from entering the Heaven's Mandate Realm.
Yet now, it had been slain by a strand of Sword Qi that swept out from the red-robed man's scabbard!
"How did I become a madman?"
The red-robed man rubbed his cheek with one hand and lightly patted the scabbard at his waist with the other. "I haven't even drawn my sword yet! Could it be... you insist on making me draw it?"
The old man narrowed his eyes. "So, you're determined to stand on Su Yi's side?"
The red-robed man shook his head. "I owed Jiang Wuchen. It is only right and proper that I stand up for his reincarnated self."