"You... Hmph!"
Yan Dongsheng turned to look at Su Shi'er again, his fists clenched until they crackled, his fury boiling beyond restraint.
"Good... very good! Su Shi'er, I will remember your name."
"Remember this: today, you are not merely toying with me. You are toying with Thousand Machine Island's dignity."
"Enraging me means provoking Thousand Machine Island's killing intent."
After viciously throwing out those words, Yan Dongsheng did not linger any longer.
With that, he transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the East Sea Archipelago.
Staring at Yan Dongsheng's departing figure, two cold flashes glinted in Su Shi'er's eyes, and an invisible killing intent quietly rose.
Within the Sea of Consciousness between his brows, his spiritual sense gathered in secret, faintly condensing into a tiny yellow sword no longer than a little finger.
Su Shi'er knew full well that once Yan Dongsheng returned to Thousand Machine Island, he would inevitably bring even more trouble.
Nipping danger in the bud had always been Su Shi'er's way of doing things.
He had never feared killing.
As for whether Yan Dongsheng's death would ignite Thousand Machine Island's greater wrath, by then, he would most likely have already returned to Muyun Prefecture.
There would be no need for him to care.
But just as the Spiritual Sense Sword formed and was about to fly forth—
A violent tremor suddenly struck, swaying everyone's bodies from side to side.
Li Wanji swiftly turned her head and looked around, immediately crying out, "Not good! Fire Dragon Island suffered repeated damage earlier and can no longer hold on. It's about to sink into the sea!"
The moment her words fell, hundred-zhang waves rose in layer upon layer from the surrounding seawater and swept toward them.
That terrifying force of nature seemed like the heavens collapsing,