The dust and fog gradually enveloped the area, lingering for a long time without dispersing, and no one knew what had transpired within.
It was as if a sandstorm had just swept through this place.
In the midst of the dust and fog, a figure in a purple robe suddenly appeared. The old man was somewhat short and his face was full of wrinkles.
For some reason, looking at him gave rise to a hint of sleaziness.
But if a ninja from the East Ocean were here, they would be astonished to discover that this person was the true wielder of power in the East Ocean!
At the peak of the East Ocean's Yasukuni Shrine stood a supreme statue of him!
It was simply because he came from the most terrifying force in the East Ocean, the Shinto Sect.
And he was the Shinto Sect's power wielder, the Shinto Sect's Old Ancestor!
The aura he exuded was extremely dreadful; he was hailed as the guardian deity of the East Ocean.
He was the strongest person in the East Ocean!
Without equal.
