Come On, Heavenly Dao! Qin Fen's Wild Stunt Brought Yinglong to His Knees

Those words went beyond mere bravado. You could fight people or the earth, and in the Earthly Immortal Realm, neither was anything special. But fight heaven? Two words for you: good luck.

Qin Fen's words rang through heaven and earth, soaring into the clouds. He spoke casually, easily, with incomparable confidence and force.

"Fighting heaven is endless fun." Those words laid bare his boundless optimism and unshakable resolve: he would weather every setback, never give up, and never compromise.

"Hahaha! Fighting heaven is endless fun? Ignorant fool. Let's see how much fun you have!" Yinglong sneered. This Karma would not be so easily settled. He, for one, refused to accept it. Why should the Water Tribe have suffered such a loss and been reduced to third-rate immortals?

The Yan Emperor paid him no mind. He stared fixedly at the sky. "Fellow Daoist, please work your art!"

Guanyin felt something stir in her heart. That line about fighting heaven had set her blood racing. It had been a long, long time since she'd felt this way. Qin Fen's words seemed to hold an indescribable power that swept up everyone around him.

Even Little White Dragon was shaken to his core. He knew full well it would not succeed, but that bold desire to stand against heaven was enough to make the moment unforgettable!

Qin Fen shot Yinglong a cold look. Just wait. I'll scare you half to death! Even if this fails, I'll make you piss yourself and puke. We haven't even started and you're already throwing cold water on me. What the hell is your problem?

He had guts. No backing down—just go for it. Yinglong might be a dragon, but that didn't mean Chef Qin would cower.

Gripping his phone, Qin Fen nervously tapped at the screen. Lines of