The young master spoke each word distinctly.
"As for why you came here, you must be hiding a secret. What secret? I don't know, but once I capture you, I'll naturally have ways to find out."
The young master chuckled, a cruel smile appearing on his handsome face.
Zhao Feng's heart sank slightly.
He had fought his opponent in open terrain. The gap of an entire major realm was not the greatest difference between them.
The greatest difference was that the young master himself stood among the best in the late Profound Mastery Realm.
Back in the Southern Border, he had fought two opponents at once and even wounded both members of the Heavenly Demon Cult. Now, he was probably even stronger.
A fight to the death was my only choice.
"What is it, Your Highness? What are you thinking about?"
"I still advise you to surrender obediently. You'll suffer less that way." Amusement played across the young master's face as he locked onto Zhao Feng like a savage beast watching its prey.
Zhao Feng rapidly analyzed the usefulness of his remaining trump cards, preparing to stake everything on one desperate fight.
The seawater outside the cave surged again. Then came the sound of footsteps.
The taut, frozen air, poised on the brink of violence, suddenly relaxed a little. Zhao Feng and the young master both temporarily abandoned their attacks, tacitly reining in their auras and watching the cave entrance.
Before long, another figure appeared at the entrance.
The moment they saw the newcomer-
"You?" both blurted out.
The newcomer was none other than the mysterious Zhang Fan of Thunder God Island.
He froze upon seeing Zhao Feng and the young master, then revealed his trademark guileless smile.
"Oh, it's the Prince of Northern Pacification and the young master. What