Fat Underground Boss

"Who the hell are you?"

The fat man, clad in black robes, narrowed his eyes as he saw the white-robed woman take the lead.

He could tell the other party unleashed undulations at Level Three Empyrean Stage, which was one level higher than his own. Still, even if their prowess was the same, he was not afraid since he had many life-saving measures in his highly curvaceous body, which looked like a double patty burger in Mingzhi's eyes.

"Yotan."

"Who cares about your name? I'm asking which power you are from so that I can trample on them like I'm going to do to you. You dare break into my, the Obsidian Tang's turf!?"

"More like the Obsidian Toad's turf~" Mingzhi interjected.

"You!-"

Obsidian Tang looked stumped, unable to believe their audacity.