The group continued onward. The view here had already become broad and open; at a glance, they could see the boundless sea in the distance. Waves churned endlessly, rolling up layers of snow-white foam that crashed against the reefs along the shore with bursts of noise.
Chu Han and the other two walked at the very front to clear the way. Xu Feng and King Hunter still took point, while a large group of over a hundred people followed behind them.
Chu Han himself swaggered along between the two groups. The Asura Battle Axe on his back was wrapped layer upon layer in thick cloth, hidden so thoroughly that not even a trace of its appearance showed. It looked as though he were carrying a large bundle on his back, so his image was hardly impressive. No wonder the Great Elder had mistaken him for a lackey upon first seeing him.
The Great Elder and the young heir walked at the head of the group. Moving side by side, they stared unblinkingly at Chu Han ahead of them.
"Is he really the leader of those three?" The young heir looked him over from left to right, unable to see anything special about Chu Han.
The Great Elder stroked his beard and analyzed, "I misjudged him at first too. I thought the man holding that special weapon, the Golden Spear, was their leader. But the hierarchy among those three is very clear. If they are not deliberately trying to mislead us, then this is truly strange. I cannot see what is different about this man either."
"Let me go take a look!" the young heir said, then strode forward, heading straight for Chu Han.
The Great Elder had no time to stop him. He was old and lacked the stamina, so