After passing through the blood-colored vortex, Ye Zhen felt his body grow light. The blood-red world of the Ancient Demon God Hall vanished before his eyes, replaced by bright sunlight that was somewhat dazzling.
Ye Zhen had already left the Ancient Demon God Hall and returned to the True Profound Continent.
For some reason, however, Ye Zhen had returned above the sea, far from where he had entered the Ancient Demon God Hall. It was likely because he had entered the blood-colored vortex from a different location when leaving.
Just as Ye Zhen took out the sea chart to identify his location, a sudden stabbing pain came from the back of his head.
The next instant, overwhelming killing intent shrouded Ye Zhen, and an indescribable palpitation rose in his heart.
Ye Zhen spun around like a whirlwind. The instant he saw who stood behind him, his pupils abruptly shrank.
"Xie Tianhe!"
"Ye Zhen!"
"You must have just come out of the Ancient Demon God Hall, right? Does this count as Heaven having eyes? It actually sent you straight before me—I saw you the moment you left the Ancient Demon God Hall!"
Xie Tianhe's face was full of smiles. "Is my luck simply too good, or is yours too rotten?"
Water Spiritual Power, blue to the point of blackness, rose behind Xie Tianhe. At the same time, his Mid-grade Soul Artifact, the Dragon Bone Umbrella, rose as well, its baleful aura firmly locking onto Ye Zhen.
Still smiling, Xie Tianhe scattered streams of talisman light across the sea. Every time a stream of talisman light landed upon the water, the seawater seemed to freeze in place, and a deep-blue water pillar shot into the sky.
In less than a breath, Xie Tianhe had launched one hundred and eight streams of talisman