Only one man in black stood on the chilling stage, hidden behind his veiled hat while holding a sword, instilling fear upon the crowd.

Alas, there has never been a lack of brave men in this world, even when they were about to face a death god.

“Whoosh!” A prodigy named Tang from the Xiyue jumped up the stage. He was fearless, a tyrant back in his western domain.

He was arrogant and confident, having cultivated a supreme art called “Greenfish Strength.” 

His speed was amazing, soaring like a divine fish with nine green scales around each of his wrists.

“The name’s Xiyue Tang, I’m here to fight you!” He stood on the stage with a bronze shield floating in front of him. It had an engraved spirit stone in the center, dazzling as a flame.

Feiyun replied: “You need to be prepared...