In a mysterious, unknown space.
Yi Xiaoyao's Divine Eye was as deep as the starry sky.
"Yi Xiaoyao, Ye Chen could never be a match for the mythical beast. Your confidence in him is bound to turn into disappointment!"
In the shadows.
Laughter erupted.
Yi Xiaoyao's expression was calm.
But from his body, a terrifying force suddenly surged forth.
"Rumble!"
The mysterious, unknown space shook violently, as if it were about to shatter.
"Yi Xiaoyao, you..."
A figure appeared.
It was a burly man, his muscles exaggeratedly huge.
The man's body staggered, his face pale.
Yi Xiaoyao: "I've come to make a bet with you, not to listen to your nonsense. Better keep quiet."
Though the man was furious, he dared not make a sound.
Moments later.
Yi Xiaoyao: "The mythical beast should not continue to exist."
The man glared at Yi Xiaoyao but said nothing.
Yi Xiaoyao waved his arm.
The man's body was flung away, his bones breaking, flesh torn, blood splattering everywhere.
