"Who is it?"
"This is Ku Ya Cave. Who told you to come in? Get the hell out."
To Bai Ji, as the next Island Master of Wind Moon Island, the entirety of Wind Moon Island belonged to him. On his own turf, he could not even be bothered to ask who they were before barking out a harsh rebuke.
Yet the moment his voice fell, the black-robed figure opposite him extended a pale finger bone.
The finger bone tapped lightly, and a burst of force shot forth.
Crack!
"Ah..."
Along with that crisp sound came Bai Ji's miserable scream.
That burst of force had blown out every tooth in Bai Ji's mouth, sending them clattering to the ground.
Clutching his mouth in pain, Bai Ji let out a heart-rending howl. He could not stop the blood even with his hand; it gushed through his fingers.
"You dogs, how dare you! Do you know who I am? You actually dare lay hands on me?" Bai Ji snarled viciously through his covered mouth, though he sounded as if he had something stuffed in his mouth, making him impossible to understand.
The next moment.
An invisible palm appeared in the air and abruptly seized his neck, lifting him into the air.
The overwhelming suffocation left Bai Ji unable to breathe. His eyes bulged wide, bloodshot veins spreading across them.
"Y-you... who exactly are you?"
He looked at the leading black-robed figure and spoke with difficulty.
Roar!
That face suddenly drew close to his. Bai Ji was so terrified his guts nearly shattered, and his eyeballs almost burst from their sockets.
It was—a Grim Reaper's face.
But in the blink of an eye, it returned to its hazy state, making Bai Ji think he had seen an illusion.
At the same time, the