You Have to Die Here Today

The thunderous roar swelled, but it was not thunder—it was White Deer's increasingly heavy breathing.

The near-playful antics of those two made the scar on its face twitch ever more violently.

"Is this amusing?"

White Deer sensed the Southern Emperor quietly trying to withdraw from this place, yet it did not turn around. Instead, it stared fixedly at the young man before it, the curve of its lips steeped in boundless cruelty.

"How about a wager?"

"Before it finds the next demon, let's bet on whether I can kill you and catch up to it."

Before the words had even faded, the figure in yellow vanished from where it stood.

In an instant, Shen Yi's pupils reflected a twisted face rushing close.

Bearing monstrous demonic power, White Deer surged forth like a towering wave and slammed into him, sweeping his slender figure into the enormous rift between heaven and earth.

As a great demon of the Northern Continent, it knew very well what this gray mist was—and it did not fear it in the slightest.

Scarlet demonic power burst forth, easily scattering the gray mist. Like sharp ghost claws, it tore apart that layer of sham mist pretending to be something it was not.

"You seem to understand the rules of the Northern Continent quite well."

White Deer charged forward step by step, both hands clamped tightly around Shen Yi's arms as it pushed him toward the endless void. Its gaze remained locked on the young man's eyes, its voice dripping with mockery.

"But you forgot—you are not worthy of enjoying those rules."

The disciples of the Three Immortals Sect restrained one another not because they cared about righteousness, but because of the Golden Immortals standing behind them.

Those beings who transcended the two realms were the reason the rules