Tang San clearly wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he ultimately did not speak them.
Ling Chen's manner was already exactly like Tang San's back in the Tang Sect—leaving no survivors when he killed.
"Why did you kill them all? Without them to steer the ship, how are we supposed to get to Sea God Island?"
Tang San could not help voicing his complaint. The others all turned to look at Ling Chen as well.
Every crew member was now dead, while the enormous Sea Demon lay moored in the vast ocean. They were all land-based soul masters; none of them knew how to sail. For a moment, they found themselves in a dilemma.
Tang San's gaze shifted slightly. Though he knew these pirates were guilty of heinous crimes and deserved death, leaving a few alive to control the ship would have allowed them to continue toward Sea God Island instead of becoming stranded in the endless sea.
Ling Chen slowly withdrew the force beneath his foot and cast an indifferent glance at Haider's corpse on the deck. His expression remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple from the slaughter just now.
"They are evil by nature. Do you really think that if we spared him, he would take us to Sea God Island? If they wanted to take us down with them, what do you think he would do?"
Ling Chen tossed the question back at them. There was no way he could face the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. At his current strength, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King could kill him with a single sweep of its tail.
Everyone fell silent at his words. Upon careful thought, they had to admit that Ling Chen was right. Those desperadoes were greedy, vicious,