Ye Han had never imagined that the terrifying, suffocating sword strike he had used against the Hell Messenger would actually pierce through a floor of the Tower of Hell.
Although the power of his sword strike had indeed defied the heavens, piercing through a floor of the Tower of Hell still seemed impossible, didn't it?
After all, the defensive restrictions in this damned place were astonishing beyond belief.
The member of the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race raced toward the crack that had split open in the ground, and Ye Han followed, his face full of suspicion.
Seeing the golden light streaming from the crack, Ye Han looked stunned. "Isn't that thing... ahem, ahem!"
Halfway through his sentence, Ye Han began coughing with an exceedingly strange expression and warily took several steps back...
Through the golden light pouring out of the crack, he could see a gigantic Crescent Moon Flying Boat, white as jade, glowing with golden light below...
Wasn't that the Crescent Moon Flying Boat that had his physical body and the Despair Treasure Chest hanging from it, the one that had attacked him afterward? Had that thing chased him all the way here?
Ye Han had nearly cried out and let the truth slip...
No! It wasn't the same flying boat!
Ye Han suddenly realized it, his gaze growing grave. First, although this flying boat was large, it was only ten thousand zhang long, far smaller than the one with the Despair Treasure Chest hanging from it...
Furthermore, to escape, he had used the Gods-and-Devils Hand to smash the pointed crescent hook of that flying boat with a single slap...
The flying boat before him, shimmering with spirit light, was completely intact. It wasn't the same one at all...
What was going on?
*Why was there a Crescent Moon Flying