"Now, it's your turn."
As Lin Langtian's voice fell, the air above the sea seemed to freeze.
The pupils of the black-armored middle-aged man, the High-level Earthly Supreme of the Dark Spirit Clan, contracted sharply. A bone-deep chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of the head.
He had lived for centuries and seen countless powerful experts, but he had never seen a High-level Earthly Supreme of the same level make him feel such an intense threat of death.
Three punches. Three Lower-level Earthly Supremes. All had died violently in an instant.
Even he might not be able to display such clean, decisive combat power.
"Just who are you, sir?" The black-armored middle-aged man's voice no longer held its earlier tyranny. Instead, it carried a touch of wariness.
"My Dark Spirit Clan has no grudge or feud with you. Why interfere in my clan's affairs?"
Lin Langtian stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I told you. I was only passing by. You were the ones who insisted on attacking me."
The black-armored middle-aged man's expression stiffened, and regret surged in his heart.
If he had known this young man before him was so troublesome, he would never have let his subordinates act rashly.
But it was too late to say anything now. The other party had already killed his men; this matter could not end amicably.
"You killed my men. You must give me an explanation." He spoke in a deep voice, trying to recover a little face.
"My Dark Spirit Clan has operated in the Endless Sea Region for thousands of years. We are not to be trifled with."
The corners of Lin Langtian's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Within that smile was mockery, coldness, and an indescribable