As the crowd either mocked, ridiculed, or reveled in their schadenfreude.
Ye Qingchen had already charged into the Black Nether Profound Sea with a single sword!
No matter what lies ahead.
Even if it were mountains of swords and seas of fire, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment!
"Boom!"
As Ye Qingchen stepped into this sea, the formerly calm and cloudless ocean suddenly changed.
Boundless black clouds, as if signaling a storm, covered the sky and earth, carrying a murderous intent akin to armies clashing, sweeping in fiercely, shrouding the entire firmament within mere moments!
The calm sea surface also carried bursts of salty sea winds.
Hinting at the arrival of a storm!
"This…"
Ye Qingchen looked up around him.
He saw.
A few breaths later, a thunder cracked open, and raindrops as large as beans poured down almost instantly. Then, without any warning, the black rain fell from the clouds swiftly, torrentially coming down, crazily sweeping through!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
