The Evil Sea has become so calm.
As if all ailments have been swept away, and a sick body has recovered. The sky is clear and the water transparent, like a bright and clear human world.
Yet, for some unknown reason, Jiang Wang feels a sadness in his heart. He feels very sorrowful, yet he doesn't know where this sadness comes from.
Some change far beyond the God-approaching level, he certainly cannot perceive.
"Unexpectedly, it evolved to this point; we ended up one step too slow."
Chen Pu suddenly sighed, ignoring the Yan Dao level Evil Observation that had been imprisoned by Junzi Zhang, turned around, and left.
You must know that given a little more time, this Evil Observation could have been completely annihilated. The death of one Yan Dao level Evil Observation is worth more than a thousand Inner Mansion Realm disciples of the Blood River Sect, washing away a thousand years of Saint Water's efforts!
Yet he stopped here.
He is not the only one.
