The seawater within a thousand li turned murky. Where Fang Yun stood, vast quantities of seabed sand mixed with seawater and shot skyward, forming what looked like a fountain of silt several li across, with explosions constantly erupting inside.
Those pale-white halos of Divine Sense combined with a Sage-level demonic art to form an unparalleled killing strike.
On the walls of Crime Sea City, only those in the Emperor Realm could barely maintain their composure.
Qi Luo continuously released his demonic power to counter the shock waves of the Three-Faced Ape's Cry, straining to keep his eyes wide open as he watched the endlessly erupting fountain of silt ahead.
"Could this really be the end?"
Qi Luo muttered to himself. Yet when he recalled everything he had experienced with Fang Yun, flames of hope danced in his eyes.
"Of course he's finished!"
Not far away, Qi Hui spread his mouth in a grin, revealing sharp teeth as he stared coldly at Qi Luo.
In his eyes, Qi Luo was a traitor to Crime Sea City and a sinner against the Sailfish Clan.
A chill ran through Qi Luo's entire body. He raised his head proudly and said, "Qi Hui, you have no idea how great the Literary Star Dragon Noble is!"
"What did you call me?"
Qi Hui flew into a rage. He had never expected a mere lowly sailfish with a mottled, impure dorsal fin to address him by name.
"What, isn't your name Qi Hui? I, Qi Luo, have also reached the Emperor Realm!" Qi Luo said.
Qi Hui said contemptuously, "Nothing but an Emperor Realm cultivator force-grown in a short time. You couldn't withstand a single blow! Once that Literary Star Dragon Noble dies, I will deal with you myself! I will make all of Crime Sea