Above the vast sea, two shocking waves swept over from the north and south. The sound reverberated for miles, as if it could topple mountains and overturn seas.
Several figures could be faintly spotted among them.
At the same time, a sinister voice rang out. The voice seemed to cause the entire sea to boil.
"Shi Qianhan, hand over the netherworld token and I'll spare your life!"
Ye Chen squinted and could not help but take a good look at the white-haired young man before him. Clearly, these people were after him.
These people were not weak.
"Wait for me, I'll come back after killing a few people!"
A dark light flashed through the white-haired young man's cold eyes. The natural aura from before had completely vanished, replaced by a fierce killing intent and cold-blooded ruthlessness.
The moment he finished speaking.
The young man in white suddenly leaped toward the wave in the south. With a loud roar, his aura exploded.
