"Rip—!"
An invisible, razor-sharp aura, as though slicing through tofu, easily split the seemingly incomparably sturdy water-curtain prison down the middle!
The cut was smooth and even, without even stirring a single splash!
Immediately after, the sharp ice spikes shooting toward him also seemed to have lost their target. Three feet before him...
they abruptly froze in place!
Then, like ice and snow melting away, they turned into droplets of water and dissipated into the sea.
"Th-this is impossible!"
Huo Chen's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets, his heart filled with disbelief.
Such a powerful combined formation had been so effortlessly dismantled by the other party's casual two fingers?!
Even an expert of the Half-Venerable Realm would surely have been reduced to ashes beneath that terrifying strike.
Suddenly.
Huo Chen seemed to think of something, and a trace of horror surfaced in his eyes.
"Could it be that he isn't a Half-Venerable, but a..."
Just then!
A detached voice, unquestionable as ten thousand years of black ice, carried invisible pressure as it pierced Huo Chen's eardrums with perfect precision.
"Now,"
Cheng Buzheng lowered his finger, his gaze finally settling upon the horrified Huo Chen in the distance.
At this moment, Huo Chen—the tiger shark great demon of the Nascent Soul Realm—was hovering rigidly amid the surging seawater, his enormous demonic body trembling violently from extreme terror.
His tiger eyes, which should have been sharp as blades, had their pupils suddenly constrict into two thin slits. He stared fixedly at Cheng Buzheng, disbelief and bone-deep fear churning within them.
"Tell me." Cheng Buzheng's voice was calm and level, yet every word struck Huo Chen's mind like a heavy hammer.
"What exactly has your Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan been plotting recently?
Also, where precisely are the clan's Treasure Vault and forbidden