In the pitch-blackness beneath the ship, as his lungs filled with ample oxygen, Li Huowang no longer had any weaknesses.
The fate of the Eight Immortals in the sea was naturally obvious.
Soon, pieces of black and yellow wood shavings covered all the seawater near Li Huowang. Even if they could still move, they couldn't in these conditions.
Having dealt with the Eight Immortals, black tendrils growing from Li Huowang's limbs moved rapidly, propelling him towards the sea surface.
Once he had flipped back onto the deck, the gasping Li Huowang decided to take a direct approach.
Since the enemy already knew he was coming, there was no point in attempting a surprise attack. Moreover, even in a head-on confrontation, it wasn't certain that he couldn't defeat the Fate Commander's Heart Pan!
