The waves roared...
Sea waves battered the reefs, the tide rose and fell, over and over without end.
This was a nameless islet, with no more than two or three mu of land. Sparse grass and trees grew upon it, and not a soul was in sight.
Yet at this moment, two men in black had set foot here.
They gazed into the distance, toward the All-Star Archipelago.
"By this time, the Shu Clan's grand founding banquet should have already begun." Marquis Wuchang, lord of Nine Nether City, stood behind the mysterious man with a respectful expression and spoke cautiously.
"Prosperity at its peak must decline—this is the truth of the world. Hehehe, the Shu Clan's destruction will come in an instant." The mysterious man was shrouded from head to toe in black mist, exuding a grim, ghostly aura.
"But according to our intelligence, the Shu Clan has not only invited the Wine Hero King to lend them aid, but also the Immortal Pouch King. And if the Myriad Poisons King is added as well..." Marquis Wuchang's tone was worried.
"Hmph. Are you doubting that I will fail?" The mysterious man gave a soft snort, but to Marquis Wuchang's ears, it was like thunder exploding.
With a plop, he dropped to his knees and cried out loudly, hurriedly declaring his loyalty. "I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! How could this junior possibly entertain such thoughts? With Senior taking action, you shall be invincible in battle and conquer all before you. The Shu Clan will be yours for the taking!"
"Hmph, what does the Shu Clan amount to? It is merely one part of my plan. Marquis Wuchang, you should feel honored, for you will witness the coming of a great age. Hehehehehe... I have prepared for so many years, all