The crimson war spear slaughtered the Immortal Alliance army. Its remaining force did not diminish, evaporating a massive hollow across a thousand-mile stretch of sea. Seawater rushed back in, forming a towering vortex!
The surviving Fallen Immortal Alliance cultivators stood rooted to the spot.
Zhu Shisan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the disdain on his face froze instantly.
"Who is it?!"
That spear strike had been too fast, too powerful!
So fast that even he, a late-stage Saint, had failed to see its trajectory!
"Chu Jiang?"
Zhu Shisan stared fixedly at the black-robed, white-haired figure standing at the prow of the Purple Gold Giant Ship. The somewhat familiar face made fragments of intelligence flash rapidly through his mind.
At the same time.
The projection beyond the world barrier was transmitted back into Great Chu.
"It's the Regent!" Marquis Zhentian revealed an excited expression. After not seeing him for several years, he had actually grown to such heights.
"It's the Division Master!" The personnel left behind at the Demon Suppression Division and the Chu Tian Division were also wild with joy.
"Martial King..."
"Lord Chu..."
"..."
Cries of alarm rang out one after another.
Chu Jiang—the true power behind Great Chu, the founder of this vast empire, and the chief contributor to its grand unification.
Only those who had lived through the previous internal strife and crises could understand just how difficult it had been for Chu Jiang to carve out a bloody path through them.
After considering it for a moment, Zhu Shisan's face turned pale. He immediately retreated, his heart and mind violently shaken, his face drained of all color.
Why had this killing god suddenly returned—and at such a damned convenient time?
"Do not clash with him head-on. Retreat at once!" Zhu Shisan cried in alarm. He naturally knew