"Oh? You can call for backup?" Hua Yunfei pretended not to know the island's background, gazing down at it in feigned surprise.
"Of course!" the island replied. "Out here, what matters is your connections. So what if you can beat me? If you're so capable, beat the people backing me!"
"So that's what it feels like to hear someone say that?" Hua Yunfei found it amusing. Kaoshan Sect disciples usually said those words to others. This was the first time anyone had said them to him—and that anyone was an island.
"What, are you already scared before I've even called them?"
When Hua Yunfei didn't respond, the island assumed it had frightened him and sneered. "If you're scared, then hurry up and kneel to apologize!"
Bang! Hua Yunfei punched again, smashing the island into even more pieces. "Where are the people you mentioned? I don't see anyone."
"Damn you!" the island cried. "Just you wait!"
"I'll be right here." Hua Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back.
In the distance, Ke Mo watched Hua Yunfei. As expected of Young Heaven—his bearing and confidence were rare throughout history.
He slowly retreated to a more distant stretch of the river to watch the battle.
"Roar!"
Before long, a roar rang out from one direction. A vast surge of energy followed, spreading like a canopy across the sky.
"Who dares disturb my lair?" a low, cold voice called from afar, icy and murderous.
Whoosh!
A blood-red storm suddenly swept across this stretch of the river. Countless rules churned, and the heavens and earth fell into chaos.
From deep within the blood-red storm emerged a terrifying, colossal figure: a giant beast, as enormous as the sky itself, striding between heaven and earth, its aura unfathomable as an abyss.
At the sight of the