In the Void above the Forgotten River.
Three figures hovered at the center of the Black Tide.
At their head was, naturally, the insufferably arrogant Devil Ancestor Luo Hou.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the Forgotten River below, a trace of contempt in his scarlet eyes.
"A tiny patch of land like this warrants such a massive mobilization?"
Luo Hou sneered. "If the master hadn't ordered us to wait here, a single palm strike from me would turn this so-called Forgotten River into nothingness."
His words were arrogant in the extreme. Clearly, after his enormous increase in strength, his confidence remained wildly inflated. It had to be said that, in this respect, he really did bear some resemblance to Song Chi.
Yet Jiang Ling, standing a short distance beside him, did not even spare him a proper glance.
She merely wiped the short blade in her hand in silence, sneering all the while.
Destroy the Forgotten River in a single strike? Nothing but a fool who overestimated himself.
Kunpeng, whose enormous body was the size of a star, reacted even more directly. Disdain was written all over his face.
Bragging? Go on, keep bragging!
What a fucking bumpkin who has no idea how high the heavens are or how deep the earth runs!
If anything in this world could wipe that place out in one strike, the master would have acted long ago. Would you still have a chance to stand here yapping like a dog?
Luo Hou naturally noticed their contempt. His expression darkened, and he was just about to erupt.
Boom!!!
A bolt of golden lightning split the darkness before them!
At the center of that blazing lightning.
A tall, slender figure slowly walked out, treading through the Void.
Black robes, hair