Qin Yu floated in the air, his gaze sweeping across the area, quickly determining the number of Heavenly Gods before him. There were not many; only nine, led by a man whose hair and beard were fiercely flowing, his head of hair red as fire. His eyes, too, were a deep, fiery red, and his aura was overwhelmingly domineering.
This man was none other than Lan Shanhuo, the leader of the strongest bandit forces in one of the sixty-four cities in the Eastern Divine Realm, under the jurisdiction of Yuanling City.
"Lord Lan Shan, Mini Mountain is just ahead," said a Lower Heavenly God with great respect.
Lan Shanhuo's fierce gaze swept over the entirety of Mini Mountain before it finally settled on Qin Yu, who was standing in mid-air. He roared, "Are you Qin Yu?"
Qin Yu couldn't help but smile. This domineering man sure was straightforward in his speech.
"Indeed I am! And who might you be, Heavenly God? State your name," Qin Yu said aloud.
