Ling Tianyu steadied Proud God's body, hovering above the magma.
"Whoosh!"
A figure emitting golden light shot out from within the magma.
It was a man dressed in golden clothes, with two dragon horns on his head.
"Who are you?" the man asked coldly, his tone carrying hostility.
"Coming to one's own territory, one can come at any time." Ling Tianyu wasn't foolish either; the person before him had terrifying strength, beyond what Pinnacle Contending could handle.
"Your territory?!" The man heard this and snorted, saying, "This is forbidden ground; who allowed you to come here?"
"Forbidden ground?" Ling Tianyu stepped forward, saying, "This is the Emperor Mountain domain. Since I am the Helmsman of Emperor Mountain, I need your permission to come to my own domain?"
"Nonsense."
Though Ling Tianyu knew he couldn't defeat him, he wasn't afraid. On his own turf, how could he be cowardly? That would be disgraceful if word got out.
