The Great Mahayana Black Water Jiao cultivator sneered in extreme anger, "Hahahaha! A mere Cave Void cultivator really thinks he can kill me?! Do you really see yourself as invincible?!"
Around him, profound currents of Mystic Water circulated, immeasurably thick, causing the surrounding space to twist along with its flow.
The long black hair of the Great Mahayana Black Water Jiao cultivator, Mo Ming, danced wildly, as he said coldly, "I, Mo Ming, have roamed the Eastern Sea Domain for thousands of years, and no one has ever claimed they could kill me. You are the first, and you will also be the last!"
Lu Yi did not speak again. At the thought, the roars of the Four Divine Beasts Illusion charged towards Mo Ming.
Mo Ming let out a cold laugh, "Merely the illusion of the first-layer Great Mahayana, not enough to stop me!"
