Dragon Gate

Beyond the Four Auspicious Continent, Panlong Waters.

Fu Danwei stood in midair. The ocean below had already been blanketed by a dense mass of tentacles.

Centipede General was a great general under Marshal Mystic Wind, a Heavenly Longevity Tribulation Immortal.

Together with the five hundred thousand Octopus Demons under his command, he had drawn these waters into his domain.

Skulls hung from the ends of the brilliantly colored tentacles.

They belonged to Human Race cultivators who had died by his hand.

"With such heavy karmic slaughter upon you, does Star Luo Sea even have a branch devoted solely to the demonic path?"

"Heh heh... old man Fu, I heard His Majesty considers you a great enemy. Let this general test your mettle first."

"No need. The moment you unfolded your domain, you had already lost."

What did you say—

Before the general could respond, a Divine Wind suddenly swept across the waters. Countless tentacles were hurled into the sky and pulverized by the raging hurricane.

"To deal with you, one sword is enough."

The general saw a white rainbow flash. The next instant, he and every Octopus Demon subordinate within these waters had their consciousness utterly erased by Fu Danwei.

Having finished all this, Fu Danwei sighed softly and let the gale scour the battlefield, refining every tentacle into primordial qi.

"Your Excellency—sneaking an attack from behind does not suit your status." The jade ruler had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment. Fu Danwei flicked its body lightly, and a crisp spiritual chime blasted away the black shadow attacking from behind.

It had no form and no appearance, yet one could sense a supremely evil malice.

Fu Danwei swept the area with his Divine Sense and nodded silently. "Now, this old man believes that the strength of one