Boundary Battlefield

It was the third day since they had left that mysterious Angler.

After leaving him,

the past three days had passed without incident. The Mortal Domain had traveled east, and Chen Fan had stayed at the Missile Storage Base as usual. Only...

the Eternal Night Continent had stopped moving again.

Soon,

Chen Jiutian's voice came through the Message Talisman once more.

"Domain Lord, that Angler... he's blocking our way again."

Chen Fan silently returned to the City Wall along the Eternal Night Continent's eastern defensive line. He looked at the battered fishing boat floating on the sea ahead. He truly wanted to know what kind of power this was.

The Angler said his continent could not advance, and it simply could not?

Chen Fan could not even tell what kind of method he was using.

It was as if—

"I want it so."

I want you to stop, so you stop.

"Senior?"

His thoughts were a mess, but his tone remained neither humble nor arrogant. "Is there something you wish to teach me, Senior?"

"I wouldn't call it teaching."

The Angler sat on the deck and chuckled. Two dishes appeared out of thin air in his palm. "I've had good luck these past two days. I caught two more opening dishes from the Eighteen-Course Banquet, along with a famous dish."

"Three dishes in all."

"I've had no one to share them with all these years, and I've been itching to. Since you haven't left these waters yet, how about we taste them together?" Chen Fan stood there in expressionless silence.

He wanted to say that he had already eaten the entire One Hundred and Eight Banquet caught by the Angler's boss. But after a moment's thought, he decided not to embarrass the senior. The man meant well, after all, so