"Shouldn't you be locked in battle with the underworld right now?" Hou Yi halted in midair, then asked.
He was asking, but at the same time he was already rousing every shred of sword intent within his body. He knew all too well that now was the moment he had to stake everything. With the arrival of the third Yellow Springs Reaper, he'd lost any chance of escape. All he could do was fight with his life on the line—and then carve a path of blood out of here!
"The underworld? Nothing but a bunch of idiots. Even Wangquan alone is enough to deal with them. You, on the other hand—you dare profane my lord's majesty, and even stole the Source of Destruction. Your crimes merit death a thousand times over. Now—die for me!" At that moment, the boundless waters of the Yellow Springs River erupted into fury, and the entire world roared in wrath.
