Star River Path, mist churned.
The once-arrogant Golden World Ship was now reduced to scraps floating on the river's surface. The hunter fleet that had gathered around it, excited like flies smelling rotten flesh, now resembled chickens with their throats clutched shut, utterly silent.
Deep within the mist, several shuttle-shaped boats were frantically sliding backward.
"Retreat! Fall back another five hundred miles!"
The hunter leader, Snake Head, gripped the helm so tightly that his palms were drenched in cold sweat. His knuckles had turned white from the force. He had witnessed with his own eyes how space shattered like Liuli when that punch came down.
That kind of spectacle was simply not something a human could produce.
"Boss, was that... was that suppression by rank?" The lackey behind him had teeth chattering nonstop, his legs shaking like sifted chaff. He could not even stand steadily.
"Shut up!" Snake Head cut him off in a low voice. His throat bobbed with difficulty as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva streaked with blood. He did not look back, but he could feel that in the mist behind him, countless eyes once filled with greed had now been stuffed full of terror.
The silence bought by such violence was more deathly than the deepest seabed of the Chaos Sea.
Gods and Demons Black Ship, inside the cabin.
Chu Qing sat cross-legged.
His bare feet rested on the icy bone floor. The air here had become extraordinarily viscous after the battle just now, every inch of empty space seeming filled with molten lead.
[Profession Column: Chu Qing] [Status: WorldShatterer (Assimilating...)] [Causality Feedback: Fear from river hunters, Legend Points increased.]
Chu Qing did not look at those words.
His fingertips dug into the muscles of his thigh. Traces of crimson-gold debris splashed out