The roar exploded inside their minds, deafening and scalp-numbing.
The black seawater instantly boiled. Ripples of sound spread madly in every direction from the White Bone Altar.
The Immortal Court Prison Ship's light barrier shook violently under the sound waves, creaking as though it would give way at any moment.
The Inscription flashing wildly across the barrier's surface bore tremendous pressure.
Old Ancestor Cangwu clung to the ship's rail, his face deathly pale and his hands trembling.
Was the sword pattern inside him actually showing signs of unraveling under the impact of those sound waves?
"Token Master!"
Old Ancestor Cangwu shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice struggling through the seawater.
"The owner of that voice is definitely beyond the Longevity Realm! Don't push him too hard! Even a cornered dog will leap over a wall!"
Old Ancestor Xuanming was even more terrified. He pressed himself flat against the deck, clamped both hands over his ears, and nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"Yes, yes! Token Master, whatever's hiding down there is a living ancestor we can't afford to offend! Let's quit while we're ahead instead of fighting head-on!"
That pressure was simply too terrifying.
Even with the Prison Ship's defenses between them and it, didn't the two old monsters feel as though they could barely breathe?
Even their breaths tasted of blood, and their chests felt unbearably tight.
If they truly drove the thing below into a corner, every last one of them would die here.
Zhou Xuan stood at the center of the Altar, turning a deaf ear to the two men's warnings.
How could he possibly stop? Instead, he drove the Black-Gold Dao Fruit inside him to its limit!
The mark on his right arm erupted with dazzling light. Pitch-black turbid qi surged down the binding chains