On the other side.
At the summit of Divine Lake Mountain.
Feng Yuehua sat beside the lake.
An exceptionally handsome young man stood beside her.
"I'm really annoyed that you follow me every time." Feng Yuehua looked at the handsome young man impatiently as she spoke.
The young man was the Holy Son of the Water Qilin Clan, Shui Yunyue.
A powerful Fourth-Rank Saint whose body had become a saint.
He had practically grown up alongside Feng Yuehua.
"Isn't it because I'm worried you'll get hurt?" Shui Yunyue said with a smile. "If you really fight to the death and die, I can at least help collect your corpse."
"Then should I thank you?" Feng Yuehua couldn't help rolling her eyes.
"Forget the polite thanks. Why don't you offer yourself to me instead?" Shui Yunyue said with utter seriousness.
"That really won't be necessary. Also, could you have some shame?" Feng Yuehua snorted before closing her eyes to rest, preparing to welcome the battle that would arrive tomorrow.
Hearing the impatience in Feng Yuehua's voice, Shui Yunyue could only give a wry smile. But he did not move an inch, clearly intending to stay there.
Seeing this, Feng Yuehua could only helplessly tacitly approve of his behavior.
On the other side.
The Demon God Palace.
Si Kongtu had also received news that Feng Yuehua was about to battle someone at Divine Lake Mountain.
Upon hearing this, a smile immediately appeared on Si Kongtu's face.
It would be best if those two fellows fought until both sides suffered heavy losses!
However, he was too lazy to watch the show. After exchanging blows with that so-called Azure Emperor, he had actually felt faint signs of a breakthrough in his strength.
Although it was not enough to break through directly to Fourth-Rank Saint,