Su Ye sped through the air and finally landed on an island.
"This is the Burial God Graveyard?"
Just this tiny island?
There wasn't even room to station an army here.
And wasn't the Burial God Graveyard supposed to be the Ancient God-Demon Battlefield? This place...
Su Ye looked up at the blue sky.
Then down at the azure sea.
How did any of this look like a battlefield?
"Hmph. What a bumpkin. You came here without even learning everything about the Burial God Graveyard? You're asking to die."
A jarring voice sounded beside him.
Su Ye merely raised an eyebrow.
"Who are you calling a bumpkin?"
"You, obviously!"
"Oh, so you're a bumpkin."
"You... Long! Ao! Tian!"
The tall young man with the sinister face practically ground the name out through his teeth.
His hands, fitted with Dark Red Metal Claws, trembled as he pointed at Su Ye. The baleful aura around him had almost taken solid form.
Beside him stood a hazy figure, like a shadow that might melt into the darkness at any moment.
There was also a burly man built like a mountain, his skin gleaming like stone.
And a woman in a moon-white robe, with pale purple hair down to her waist, ethereal eyes, and the faintest hint of a smile.
Right.
These had to be the four Feng Ying experts Su Jinghong had warned him about on the way here.
Severus, Taishan, Ofina, and Mad Dog Charles.
Faced with Charles's frenzy, Su Ye didn't even glance at them this time.
Being ignored so completely only made Charles angrier.
"Long Aotian! A bumpkin like you dares to run wild at the Burial God Graveyard? Dong Huang must be out of people! Do you dare fight me to the death before we enter?"
Charles had actually