"So, even now, no one dares to break this rule."
"Even if someone is hunting you down, as long as you're on my back, they won't dare lay a hand on you."
Listening to Di Jun's confidence-filled words, Ye Lin once again examined the map's description of the Black Turtle Clan.
Although the map's records were extremely detailed, it did not explain much about the Black Turtle Clan's actual strength, merely glossing over it.
This fellow probably wasn't lying.
At that moment, Ye Lin finally understood what it meant to be warm and hospitable.
The strongest race in the Nether Sea—who would dare spread rumors about them?
But at this moment, Di Jun's speed had already reached the extreme. In Ye Lin's eyes, the seawater around them had turned into nothingness.
He could not see the scenery around them at all. Because Di Jun was moving too quickly, a small vacuum zone had formed atop his back.
Not a single drop of seawater existed here.
"You can rest, or you can chat with me."
"Don't worry. We'll definitely arrive within a month."
At that moment, Di Jun's confident voice rang out again.
"Since the Black Turtle Clan is so formidable, why don't you dare take us through the Nether Dragon Clan's territory?"
Zhang Ling'er asked again. She was quite curious about this.
Di Jun had boasted so extravagantly about the Black Turtle Clan earlier, so why was he still afraid of the Nether Dragon Clan?
"Sigh, you don't understand. The current chief of the Nether Dragon Clan is Madman. He publicly gave the order that not a single land-dwelling creature may exist within Nether Dragon Clan territory. Once a land creature is discovered, it must be killed."
"No expert dares defy his words. Even our Black Turtle Clan has to