Killing Gan Hai

Gan Hai stood on the shaft of the Seahorse Carriage, his entire face already white without a trace of blood. Those peach-blossom eyes of his, which had never held anything but arrogance and contempt, now held only pure terror. Elder Fang had run. That Heaven-Shaking Demon Bear Puppet was still in the distance, pinned down hard by Lin Qingxuan, Shi Jingtian, and Tu Jiao, and the last few God Water Sect guards at his side had also been knocked unconscious by Sword Qi and staff radiance in the battle just now, then fallen into the sea.

At this moment, there was only one person before him—the young man in azure robes holding the Sea God Halberd, slowly walking toward him through the azure mist that had not yet dispersed above the sea. With every step he took, the phantom of the Purple Gold Dragon Elephant around him pressed the waves beneath his feet to retreat to either side.

He was the young sect master of the God Water Sect. From childhood to adulthood, within a thousand li of Hanhai City, he had gotten wind when he wanted wind and rain when he wanted rain. But now, for the first time, he tasted what it meant to be isolated and helpless, to be afraid—facing a First-Rank Martial Venerable, he, with only the cultivation of a Ninth-Rank Martial King, had not even half a chance of resisting.

Whoosh!

Gan Hai abruptly turned, wildly pouring every bit of spiritual power in his body into the specially made azure wave-stepping boots of the God Water Sect under his feet. His entire body turned into a streak of azure water light as he fled desperately in the direction of Hanhai City.

The corner of Lu Changsheng's mouth lifted slightly. His arms folded before his chest,