Fang Yang's lips curled into a smile, his eyes full of mocking amusement as he lifted his head and gazed toward the Mountain Sea Demon Lord in the Nether River, showing not the slightest fear but rather a sense of provocation.
The colossal Dharma Idol stood behind him, the Formless Demon Body had already been activated, his pupils deep, looking down with humility, ready to answer Fang Yang's call at any moment.
Raindrops fell onto the paper umbrella, making a pattering sound.
Wen Chanyi, holding the paper umbrella, appeared lost for a long while before she finally snapped back to reality. She glanced around and realized the world around them hadn't been destroyed, and the figure standing before her was still as upright as ever, standing tall between heaven and earth like a mountain, shielding her from the wind and rain.
