Xiao Yun Takes Action to Eliminate Pirates

Just then, a figure appeared out of thin air at the castle gate.

No one saw how he had arrived. He simply stood there, as if he had been there all along and no one had noticed him.

It was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall, slender build, and an ordinary cyan robe. The hem of his clothes fluttered lightly in the wind.

His expression was very calm, so calm it was as if he were watching a play that had nothing to do with him.

Samart was charging at the very front with the ship's anchor on his shoulder. When he saw the young man who had suddenly appeared, he frowned, but his feet did not slow in the slightest.

"Get lost!"

With a roar, the massive anchor in his hand carried a howling gale as it smashed viciously toward the young man's head.

The force of that anchor was enough to smash a boulder into powder.

The young man reached out a hand.

His hand was very fair, his fingers long and slender. It looked like the hand of a scholar, not like a soul master's hand at all.

That hand caught the anchor as if it were nothing.

Bang!

A dull, thunderous crash rang out. The anchor stopped in midair, completely motionless.

Samart's smile froze on his face.

He widened his single eye, staring at the scene before him in disbelief. His anchor—his thousand-pound anchor, filled with all his Soul Power—had actually been caught with one hand by this young man who looked too frail to stand a breeze?

"Who... who are you?" His voice trembled slightly.

The young man did not answer him.

He lowered his head and looked at the anchor in his hand, then—

Squeezed hard.

Crack!

The anchor