Sun Yu's voice was calm, yet it was like a heavy hammer, striking clearly against the eardrums of everyone above the Thunder Pool.
In midair, Fire Martial Marquis Lie Fentian controlled the thousand-foot crimson Dharma Form with both hands. The gigantic battle axe that had been about to split the treasure ship apart froze abruptly in the air.
The gazes of the three lofty Martial Marquises of the Divine Continent fell uniformly upon Sun Yu.
They looked at the trembling Thunder Swallowing Beast cub beneath Sun Yu, then at his disdainful posture as though the thousand-foot Dharma Form were nothing at all.
The eyes of all three instantly turned cold to the extreme.
Killing intent poured forth, crushing the air above the treasure ship until it nearly solidified.
Upon the shattered deck.
Those martial artists who had been lying on the ground, waiting for death, struggled to raise their heads. Their faces were filled with astonishment as they stared at the black-robed youth who had emerged from first class.
After a brief dead silence, subdued discussions rapidly spread through the crowd.
"He actually came out... and even treated the Ancient Exotic Species within the Thunder Pool as a mount!"
"Facing three great Dharma Aspect Realm experts, he just walked out like that? Could he truly be hiding some trump card powerful enough to turn the tables?"
"He is only putting on a bold front! He is merely at the Divine Sea Realm. No matter how strong his physical body is, can he withstand the crushing force of Dharma Form laws? He is simply courting death!"
The crowd wore varied expressions, fear, hope, and despair intertwining together.
At the front of the crowd.
Mo Qianchou, the Grand Elder stationed aboard the ship by the Myriad Beast Sect, stared at Azi beneath