Boom—

Shattered rock flew in all directions, the ground splitting open.

The rotund shape now sprawled across the ground bore no resemblance whatsoever to any divine statue — it was, unmistakably, a black bear demon, its coat sleek and glistening.

It scrambled unsteadily back to its feet and let loose a deafening roar at the sky.

"GRAAAH!"

The kind of impact that could split a mountain ridge had done nothing but stir up its savagery.

"You insolent wretch — you dare destroy this lord's divine statue!"

The Red-Eyed Demon King had presided over Song Prefecture for years and had never once been at such a disadvantage — comfortably soaking up accumulated faith, deep in a pleasant sleep, and then someone had yanked it out by the scruff of its neck.

Martial Immortal, or Grandmaster?

It stared hard at the figure in the sky. The young man stood on demon cloud, with none of the presence of a divine spirit, none of a path infant's aura either.

The black bear narrowed its eyes. "What demon are you, and where did you come from? Did that old white rhinoceros hire you?"

It knew the old rhino was close to the end of its lifespan, and had been planning to find the time to go deal with that demon king. It hadn't expected the other side to bring in outside help first and send it right to its door.

At that, Shen Yi arched an eyebrow, a flicker of cold intent crossing his eyes.

The Unfettered Wind-Riding Art, unused for quite some time, came into play again — his figure appeared behind the black bear, long fingers closing tight around the rolling folds of fur at its neck.

His arm surged with force.

The great demon, several zhang in height, felt a brief flash of bewilderment in its eyes, and then found its entire body swung into the air and hurled, in the blink of an eye, straight into a jagged mountain peak.

There was a dull crack, and the entire peak caved inward under the bear demon's fleshy back.

"Some strength on…