"Since you're here, don't leave. Stay here, all of you!"
The words floated lightly, yet seemed like a clap of thunder, shaking everyone's minds and deafening their ears, leaving them staring blankly at the man in black standing in the void, having forgotten to speak.
Only the Eight Armed Naga King had a stern look in his eyes, starting to laugh hideously: "Good, good! Leave here, everyone. Leave here, everyone. I, the Naga King, have lived thousands of years and never encountered anyone as reckless as you!"
Speaking thus, he looked into the depths of the array, chuckling softly: "Tartar, I must say, your Atlantis clan has produced an impressive young fellow, truly impressive!"
Then, he looked again at Ying Yue, the smile on his face fading, imagining he's on the brink of eruption: "I, the Naga King, haven't acted in ages, so long that even youngsters like you dare to ride over me with impunity!
