The king of the bearmen glanced at the lotus flowers that surrounded him. He shook his head. "I have to admit, human warlord, that you're a strong opponent and worthy foe, but it's not as easy as you think to kill a king of the realm."

Fluctuations of spatial force surrounded the king of the bearmen and shielded him.

This world belonged to the bearmen, and their king could easily manipulate the world. If he wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop him, even if the king of the bearmen was still a novice with regards to the manipulation his authority afforded him.

In particular, he only had a weak understanding of space, and he was unable to teleport himself in the midst of battle like certain other kings.

Even so, Yang Ze,...