While Lava Teeth and the rest were struggling in the sea, Quan Zhen Sect had sailed out of Immortal Island's territory.
The weather across the sea was great as usual and Quan Zhen Sect's ship glided along the winds on the endless ocean.
Quan Zhen Sect sunbathed on the deck while admiring the ocean, putting them in a relaxed mood. Vainglory was full of smiles as though he was still immersed in the delight from crushing his enemy's boats.
On the other hand, Wang Yu squat beside Karl with a frown and had a dagger in his hand. He poked Karl who was lying on the deck and asked Fearless, "Is this thing dead?"
"I'm not sure!"
Fearless took out his staff and poked him twice. Seeing that Karl did not move, Fearless rubbed his chin then said, "It's all your fault. Why did you throw him down from such a great height? Anyone would be dead!"
