Tang Changsheng bought a small fishing boat at the docks and headed out to sea. Though the Nine Dragon Throne could carry him through the air in the flesh, he had no intention of using it.
He would not reveal his trump card lightly. He was certain this journey would be anything but smooth sailing.
Sure enough, before he had gone more than a few dozen li, a rumble sounded across the sky. Two dark clouds rushed toward him and boxed him in from front and rear. "You've got guts, brat. Hand over the Jade Flame Pill!"
"Hand over the Jade Flame Pill? To you?" Tang Changsheng sneered.
Anyone who rode a dark cloud was bound to be a Yin Spirit expert. With two of them against one man, they had assumed victory was in the bag. They had never expected Tang Changsheng to show no fear, let alone answer like that. Both flew into a rage. "You're asking for death!"
A black bead shot from one of the dark clouds. Before it drew close, it split apart into a swarm of flying insects that filled the sky and surged toward Tang Changsheng.
The other cloud spewed a plume of yellow mist. One glance was enough to tell it was poisonous.
Yet the yellow mist did not hinder the swarm. Instead, it made the insects even more formidable. They came on like a plague of locusts.
Had Tang Changsheng spent more time around the Dragon Palace Sea Market, he would have heard of the Yellowwind Twin Fiends, who preyed on merchants traveling to and from it.
They had even drawn Ao Xian's attention. He had sent troops to surround and destroy them several times, but the pair had escaped every time.
By now, the bounty on their heads at the