"The people here should be very strong, right?"
San Zang licked his lips, a flash of murderous intent glinting in his eyes.
Within the Third Region, he was already invincible among the younger generation.
Among the younger generation of the entire Third Region, his reputation was the smallest—he was practically invisible. Compared to Zhang Wusheng and the others, his fame lagged far behind.
The fundamental reason was that he had no glorious battle records.
After all, very few had witnessed him make a move, and everyone who had seen him fight was dead.
Thus, few knew his true strength, and few admired him.
Now that he had arrived in the Second Region, he was growing impatient, desperately wanting to trade blows with these so-called prodigies of the Second Region.
Challenging stronger prodigies was precisely what he craved most.
"Let's go. First, we need to find land and figure out exactly where we are."
In the end, Zhang Wusheng was the one who spoke up with a suggestion.
Beneath their feet stretched a boundless ocean. They had no idea of their precise location, and that feeling was deeply unpleasant.
They had previously broken free of the formation. This place should be an entirely new world.
"This is the territory of our East Sea Dragon Clan. Why have cultivators of another race trespassed into our East Sea Dragon Clan's domain without reporting themselves?"
"Could it be that the land races intend to wage war against our East Sea Dragon Clan?"
Before they could move, the seawater beneath them began to churn violently, countless waters surging into towering waves tens of thousands of feet high.
Within those enormous waves, a colossal dragon a million zhang long coiled across the horizon, its huge eyes fixed fiercely upon Ye Lin and his group.
Its voice