"Huang Mian?"
"I never expected to find Huang Mian, the one who declared that I would never leave Shuilian Island alive?"
After spotting that familiar figure, Ye Zhen abruptly changed direction. It did not take long for him to recognize who that somewhat familiar silhouette was.
Finding Huang Mian, who had been hunting him down, here meant one thing.
That temporarily assembled hunting party had, in all likelihood, already given up pursuing Ye Zhen and split up to act on their own.
After all, if they were hunting Ye Zhen, they should have been operating within a thousand miles of the Underwater Canyon, not appearing three thousand miles beneath the sea, where only Kings at the ninth level of the Palace Opening Realm could survive.
Of course, nothing was absolute. Perhaps Dragon Alliance Leader Xie Tianhe had given them advance instructions and told them that Ye Zhen could ignore the water pressure?
Thus, the instant he spotted Huang Mian and followed after him, Ye Zhen did not make a move at once. Instead, he slowly drew nearer, continually sending out his divine sense through Water Spiritual Power to observe the situation around Huang Mian.
There was no harm in being careful. If another King at the ninth level of the Palace Opening Realm truly lurked near Huang Mian, it might very well cost Ye Zhen his life.
Sixty miles, fifty miles, forty miles—Ye Zhen steadily closed the distance.
When Ye Zhen was forty miles from Huang Mian, he finally confirmed one thing: within sixty miles around Huang Mian, there was not another martial artist in sight.
"Running into me here can only be called your misfortune!" The instant a cold smile surfaced on his lips, Ye Zhen made his decision.
He could not let such a fine opportunity slip away.