Looking at the corpses on the boat, the three cultivators fell silent. Things had indeed developed as they had feared.
The only difference was that Tang Zhen didn't kill the cultivators on the same ship. Instead, he led them to actively hunt down the cultivators on the other ships.
Looking at the number of corpses and wooden boats, it was clear that more than one group of cultivators had been killed before this.
The three of them were unlucky enough to be discovered by Tang Zhen on the vast sea. Death was imminent.
Looking at the group of hunters holding bronze oars and making a throwing posture, the three cultivators already knew what to do.
"I surrender. I don't want to die yet."
One of the cultivators said to Tang Zhen as he slowly put down the bronze oars in his hand.
At this moment, he could only take a gamble and hope that Tang Zhen would keep his word.
