Sound barriers erupted from Li Yelai's body, as he pushed his speed to its absolute limit.
At the same time, he activated the Eternal Chosen Face, repairing every injury on his body without pause.
In that moment, Catastrophe rampaged, the Nether River roared!
The entire first layer of space felt as if it had plunged into apocalypse.
"Human! In the end, you shall return to the embrace of the Nether River!" A cold voice echoed in the Void Realm.
"Fuck you!" Li Yelai retorted with equal coldness.
"Insolence!"
From the depths of the Nether River, an icy throwing spear launched once more—not at the meteor above the Sky Dome, but straight at Li Yelai, hundreds of kilometers away.
To the Nether River, anyone with the power to summon catastrophe and carrying their Nether River Horn—such as this human—was the most urgent target to kill.
