Stirring the Flames
A huge mess had already erupted in the trench.
Not to mention Martial Kings and Martial Grandmasters down below.
Even Martial Emperors would have their scalps go numb.
Restricted by the environment and deep beneath the water.
Looking down from above, the entire trench was murky beyond compare.
The footage projected on the screen was all filth and sludge.
Either blood, internal organs, or scraps of flesh.
The muffled roars and desperate struggles shook the screen, making it impossible to see clearly. All they knew was that many things were attacking.
Hong Fei's brows were tightly furrowed. He did not know whether to call it bad luck or say that someone had set them up.
A single trench.
Nothing had ever happened there under normal circumstances.
Could it be that something was truly hidden below, and whoever went down had disturbed it?
The ocean was unfathomably mysterious. No matter how capable he was, it was difficult for him to handle something like this.
If it had been anyone else, they would have already sent people down to provide support and rescue them.
But Hong Fei did not do so.
Going down now would not only fail to save anyone, but would also get the rescuers killed.
As for the others, there was even less need to mention them. Even if ordered to go, they would not.
How were they supposed to rescue them?
Going down meant death.
The lightning released by those Thunderfin Electric Eels could not electrocute martial artists to death.
But there was an entire nest down there—hundreds, perhaps thousands or more.
Going down was simply throwing their lives away.
Hexi understood Hong Fei's thoughts very well.
At once, she put on a deeply anxious expression. "Godfather, they may really be in trouble. If this