Fan Lang and Li Chuanyang's arrival alerted the Blood Sea General. He led his men over, and the two sides met head-on in a severely damaged cabin.
The Blood Sea General looked down at Fan Lang with a grim expression, his gaze seeming to burn with flames—the flames of vengeance.
Their eyes met, and the clash of their gazes triggered a violent tremor.
Several other Blood Cloak Army leaders stood nearby. One of them narrowed his eyes and recognized Fan Lang.
"That kid seems to be an Aurora Academy examinee. I saw his announcement before. He performed best at Xuanji Fortress and took third place nationwide," one of the leaders said.
"I remember now too. His name is Fan Lang. It seems he's the one who's been opposing us at every turn," the Blood Sea General said gravely.
"This is troublesome. He's from Aurora Academy. Going after him means going against Aurora Academy."
"Hmph, so what if it's Aurora Academy? In this situation, even if a God Emperor descended, we would still have to fight. There is no second choice."
"That's right. Who cares about Aurora Academy? Kill him!"
"Compared to Fan Lang, the Middle God beside him worries me more. I'll deal with that Middle God. You lot go kill Fan Lang!"
The Blood Sea General gave the order, then launched a fierce attack. He flung both hands at Li Chuanyang, sending two blood-red chains flying from his sleeves.
He was the strongest man in the entire Blood Cloak Army and possessed the cultivation of the Void Illumination Realm.
Of the five realms of Lower Gods, the Void Illumination Realm ranked fourth. It was already a very high realm, but there was still a considerable gap between him and Li Chuanyang, a Middle God.
"Hmph, nothing but the struggle