Just as Lin Yuan was grumbling inwardly, the White Emperor before him made another strange move.
His right hand suddenly struck his left.
His left hand immediately struck back at his right.
He was literally attacking himself.
Although the scene looked strange and comical, for some reason, it felt extraordinarily dangerous.
It was as though those hands attacking each other held enough power to destroy heaven and earth.
And at some point, the pirate Sunken Ones that had just appeared nearby also began splitting into two factions and attacking each other.
"The White Emperor really has gone mad."
Watching this bizarre scene, Lin Yuan became certain that the Crawlers' assessment was entirely accurate.
He was about to take the opportunity to leave when he heard the White Emperor speak behind him:
"Stay, young friend! Give me a moment!"
The White Emperor had the face of a middle-aged man, but the voice he spoke in now belonged to an elderly man, with a refined air.
Lin Yuan had not wanted to pay this strange White Emperor any attention, but hearing that voice suddenly stirred a thought:
The Crawlers planned to awaken their Apostle here...
Steward Liu suspected that the Apostle's soul had become entangled with the East Pole Island Lord's...
The White Emperor, inexplicably going mad and attacking himself...
Could it be...?
After a moment of inner conflict, Lin Yuan stopped the Shell Pump.
His intuition told him that hearing what the White Emperor had to say was important.
Before long, the White Emperor's fit of madness finally stopped.
His right hand-the one that had shot blue light to scare off the Red Anglerfish and stopped his left hand from attacking Lin Yuan-had held the upper hand throughout.
In the end, his right hand fired streak after streak of blue light,