The Treasure Artifact, Blood Fiend Flag

"How on earth did you find Blood Shark Island?!"

Shark Seventeen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw Xia Ping again; he simply couldn't believe it.

One had to know that the location of Blood Shark Island was incredibly secretive, and he had even taken a deliberate detour on his way back to confuse any potential pursuers and cut off all traces of being followed.

Even if one were to concede a ten-thousand-to-one chance that the location had been discovered, this was the Mist Islands—a natural labyrinthine formation. Finding the exact location of Blood Shark Island here was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Not to mention, Blood Shark Island itself was concealed by formations, making it a secret within a secret.

Yet, this brat had actually managed to find his way here accurately. It was simply mind-boggling.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was a human, he would have truly suspected that there was a spy or a traitor in his ranks.

"How I found it doesn't matter. You only need to know one thing: today, you will die." Xia Ping looked at Shark Seventeen indifferently, his eyes revealing a chilling intent to kill.

"You want me, Shark Seventeen, dead? You little human, are you even qualified?!"

Shark Seventeen let out a thunderous roar and instantly produced a blood-colored flag from his person. Suddenly, the entire world seemed to be permeated with a terrifying, overwhelming aura of Sha Qi.

Vaguely, with this blood-colored flag as the center, an area of two or three kilometers was enveloped by the crimson aura, as if they had fallen into an endless hell.

The weeds and trees on the ground seemed to wither rapidly under the erosion of this blood-red aura, turning into withered grass or