The sea.
Deathly energy coiled around the spear in Yan Shaozhe's hand as he streaked across the sea like a bolt of gray lightning. Wherever he passed, the azure waters instantly lost their vitality, becoming a churning, ink-black realm of death.
His gaze flashed like lightning, fixed firmly on the direction of the Douluo Continent.
Ye Xishui was on the verge of becoming a god. He needed the deaths of countless living beings to pave the steps leading to her divine throne!
He had to reach land!
He had to reach the continent's core zone as quickly as possible!
Every minute, every second of delay could affect Xishui's breakthrough through that final, crucial step!
At that thought, Yan Shaozhe abruptly accelerated again! No longer content to plow furrows of death across the sea, he thrust his spear savagely forward!
A gray-black beam of death, condensed to the utmost, instantly tore through the space and seawater ahead like a spear of destruction splitting heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, the seawater was instantly forced aside.
Enveloping Yan Shaozhe, the beam hurtled toward the Douluo Continent's coastline, carrying a terrifying will to exterminate everything.
Yet just as Yan Shaozhe sped forward, the seawater forced aside by the beam ahead of him abruptly froze in place.
The churning waves, the splashing foam, even the wisps of gray-black air spilling from the death beam-all hung eerily motionless in midair.
Yan Shaozhe's pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints!
A pressure beyond every limit of his understanding bore down like the will of the entire universe, silent and soundless, yet heavy enough to crush a deity's spine!
His hurtling figure was forcibly pinned in midair. The death beam enveloping him hissed in anguish like thin snow meeting the blazing sun, surging violently as it crumbled and vanished