"Pfft"
Amid the sky, Kunpeng spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood roiling and steaming, releasing an incredibly foul stench. The Demon Master Palace was Kunpeng's life-bound Magic Treasure. The shattering of the Demon Master Palace, being connected to his spirit, naturally resulted in Kunpeng suffering heavy injuries.
"Tsks tsks... You dumbass are too weak to take a hit, spitting blood already? I only used a third of my strength, and your body is this fragile! Grandson! Are you perhaps lacking in vigor?" Red Cloud, with hands behind his back, spoke maliciously.
"Pfft..." Once again, Kunpeng sprayed out a mouthful of dark blood, glaring at Red Cloud with deep resentment, "You... you're not Red Cloud! Who the heck are you?"
"Oh? So this fatty's body is called Red Cloud? Heh, what an unlucky guy!" Red Cloud cackled wickedly, picking his ear with his pinky, "Grandson, listen up! This great lord is the magnificent Sea God, 'Poseidon'!"