Explosions!
One after another!
Balls of fire bloomed across the sky. Mechanical fragments mixed with bloody remains rained down, and the air was thick with the stench of motor oil and charred flesh.
Sun Lingchen watched this scene in utter terror.
Just moments ago, countless beams of white light had shot up from the water, wiping out nearly eighty percent of the Celestial Punishment squad.
Although he was unharmed thanks to the complete protection of the Captain of Celestial Punishment at his side, Sun Lingchen could already smell the stench of death.
After all, judging by the power Wu Liangchen had displayed, this turbulent sea was his absolute domain.
He, Sun Lingchen, was one of heaven's chosen, destined to pass judgment on others. He had never imagined that one day he would become a helpless lamb to the slaughter.
A sense of powerlessness seized his heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Just then, he heard the urgent voice of the Captain of Celestial Punishment.
