"Where exactly did they go?"

"They couldn’t just vanish from the earth, they must be hiding somewhere?"

A group of people scanned the void, their eyes full of suspicion and doubt.

The elderly man in white also surveyed the surroundings, not missing any part of the void.

Bang!

Ah!

Suddenly.

A terrifying aura erupted.

Immediately after.

A shrill scream spread across the sky above the sea.

The instant the scream rang out, the aura disappeared again.

The white-haired old man and the others turned to look the moment they heard the scream and immediately saw a middle-aged man falling toward the sea below.

Between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man, there was a thumb-sized bloody hole.

Penetrating through, blood spurting like a column!

"How is this possible?"

The group was horrified.

The middle-aged man was one of their companions.

And yet he was in the middle of the crowd, but no one saw how he died?

"It must be them!"

"Where exactly are they hiding?"

"Get out quickly!"

"Stop hiding!"

In their anger, the group was also extremely panicked.

Unable to see the opponent, they were completely unable to retaliate.

Bang!

Ah!

Suddenly.

The terrifying aura erupted again.

The previous situation happened again, with another middle-aged man splashing blood into the sky, swiftly falling into the sea, swallowed by the waters.

"Beasts!"

"If you have the guts, come out and fight openly, what kind of hero hides and ambushes?"

The white-haired old man bared his teeth ragefully.

In less than three breaths, two Nine-Star War Saints had fallen, such a loss was heartbreaking just to think about.

"Earlier, I asked you to duel with me, you were unwilling, now that you can’t deal with me, you want me to come out and fight openly with you, do you think that’s possible?"

Wang Zicheng’s mocking voice spread in the void.

"Die!"

The white-haired old man spoke grimly, his aged hand swung fiercely, Battle Intent like a dragon roared toward the source of the voice!

But in the end, there was no reaction at all.

Instead, one of his companions was killed again, still with a penetrated head, dying instantly!

The remaining thirty-two War Saints fell into complete chaos, their hearts overwhelmed by terror!

The opponent remained hidden in the dark, unable to guard against.

And after striking, immediately restrained the aura, making it impossible to capture their positions; at this rate, they feared they’d suffer complete annihilation!

"Ah..."

With a painful scream, the fourth Nine-Star War Saint was killed.

"I can’t take it, run!"

A gaunt middle-aged man couldn’t endure the torment any longer and turned to flee madly.

But just as he took a step, the killing intent reappeared.

A Battle Intent appeared out of thin air, lightning-fast, piercing into the middle-aged man’s forehead.

Blood immediately dyed the sky red!

The middle-aged man died in despair.

"Damn it, I will shred you!"

The white-haired old man roared.

A dignified War Emperor could only watch helplessly as his men were killed one by one.

This irritation, this helplessness, drove him insane!

Bang!

The astonishing imperial might roared in all directions!

The void within several miles twisted madly.

Below the sea, hundreds of meters of huge waves rose, blocking out the sky!

Suddenly!

Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng manifested several miles away in the void, looking rather disheveled.

Their faces were pale, with blood dribbling from the corners of their mouths.

"The Invisibility Technique was forcefully broken?"

Qin Feiyang found it hard to believe.

But there was no time for him to think.

Because the white-haired old man had already spotted them.

And he was charging forward like an enraged beast.

"Retreat!"

Wang Zicheng’s pupils contracted, grabbing Qin Feiyang’s arm, and with a loud thud, they plunged directly into the sea below.

"Chase them down!"

The white-haired old man shouted furiously, leading the chase into the sea.

"Did you see that?"

But the remaining thirty-one Nine-Star War Saints didn’t pursue immediately, their faces full of disbelief.

"I saw it!"

"Ancestor Mu’s blood at the corner of his mouth is purple and golden!"

"Purple and golden blood, is there such a color blood in the world?"

"What kind of monster is he?"

"Could it be he’s actually a monster?"

"It’s possible, it’s said that some fierce beasts, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, can transform into human form."

"Never mind that now, chase!"

In an instant.

Everyone rushed into the sea, stirring up massive waves!

In the water!

Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng rushed toward the seabed without looking back, water pressure surging from all directions.

Wang Zicheng said anxiously: "Brother, quickly try, can you still activate that Invisibility Technique?"

Qin Feiyang immediately attempted the Invisibility Technique, but it had no effect, he shook his head and said: "I can’t."

"This is troublesome."

Wang Zicheng’s gaze darkened.

The white-haired old man, being a War Emperor, was much faster than them; if they didn’t come up with a plan, they were likely doomed.

Qin Feiyang’s face was also as dark as could be.

Never thought the Invisibility Technique could be broken by imperial might.

It seems this technique is not invincible, it has its limits too.

"I’d like to see where you can escape to today!"

Suddenly.

The white-haired old man’s murderous voice reached their ears.

The two turned back to look, their faces changing drastically.

The white-haired old man had already caught up, probably only about a hundred yards away.

"Don’t be afraid."

"The deep sea water pressure is immense, it will restrict his speed, but I have the Water-Repelling Pearl."

Wang Zicheng flipped his hand, revealing a crystal-clear pearl, emitting a hazy glow.

The moment the Water-Repelling Pearl appeared, the surrounding water pressure instantly vanished, and their speed increased significantly.

"Even a War Emperor would find it difficult to make any moves down here without the Water-Repelling Pearl."

"Plus, we also took down four Nine-Star War Saints. Not bad."

Wang Zicheng laughed smugly.

Qin Feiyang’s face also showed a hint of a smile.

However, the next moment.

The smiles on their faces froze.

Because they sensed that the old man’s aura was not only not fading but was getting closer.

Swish!

The two of them turned back in surprise and saw their expressions change drastically on the spot.

They saw the white-haired old man holding a crystal-clear pearl in his hand, what else could it be but a Water-Repelling Pearl?

"He even prepared a Water-Repelling Pearl in advance, it seems this time they are dead set on killing me."

Qin Feiyang’s gaze turned grim.

Wang Zicheng angrily said, "Brother, what kind of person have you offended?"

Qin Feiyang said, "I can’t yet determine their identity, and even if I told you, you might not know."

"Alright!"

"Even though it’s troublesome, who told me to have a brother like you?"

Wang Zicheng smiled helplessly, glanced towards the white-clothed old man behind, and said, "It seems if we want to survive today, we’ll have to go all out."

"Hmm?"

Qin Feiyang looked puzzled.

The speed of a Nine-Star War Saint and a War Emperor is not just one or two times different.

Even a perfect battle art cannot make up the gap.

But this person was actually displaying such confidence?

Wang Zicheng said, "Grab my shoulder."

Qin Feiyang hesitated, then followed the instruction, reaching out to firmly grasp Wang Zicheng’s shoulder.

Then.

Wang Zicheng, with a serious face, placed his hands in front of his chest and shouted, "With blood as the scheme, with life as the guide, swift as a decree, go!"

Qin Feiyang stared blankly at him, suddenly finding this guy more like a fraud.

Immediately after.

He glanced at the white-clothed old man behind them.

Not right!

The speed was still the same as before, not increasing at all, what’s going on?

He looked at Wang Zicheng in confusion.

"This..."

"I haven’t used this move in a long time, seems like the posture is wrong, let’s try again."

Wang Zicheng smiled sheepishly.

"Wrong posture?"

Qin Feiyang’s face twitched.

It’s the first time he’s heard that executing a battle art requires the correct posture.

Wang Zicheng glanced at Qin Feiyang awkwardly, then raised his right hand, extending it straight forward.

The left hand was placed in front of his chest.

"What kind of weird posture is this?"

Qin Feiyang stared at him in a daze.

He didn’t know how to describe this posture, it was like Ultraman fighting monsters, looking rather comical.

"Don’t hold it in, if you want to laugh then laugh."

Wang Zicheng snorted, his comical expression making people laugh and cry.

"Ahem!"

Qin Feiyang coughed dryly, holding back a smile, urged, "Stop stalling, hurry up."

"Hmph!"

Wang Zicheng snorted and recited, "With blood as the scheme, with life as the guide, swift as a decree, go!"

As his words fell!

A sudden mist of blood surged out from him.

Whoosh!

Immediately.

Their speed soared straight up, like a bolt of lightning, frantically traversing through the seawater, in the blink of an eye leaving the white-haired old man far behind.

"So fast!"

Qin Feiyang gaped in astonishment.

At this moment, this speed was definitely faster than a perfect battle art, giving a sense of teleportation!

The white-haired old man behind them, and the group of Nine-Star War Saints were also dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

This speed is insane!

And by the time they snapped out of it, the duo had long disappeared without a trace.

"What do we do?"

A group of Nine-Star War Saints looked at each other, a bit at a loss, finally, they all turned to the white-clothed old man.

"Go to the inner sea!"

"His target is Dan Fire!"

"As long as we guard the inner sea first, we’ll see him sooner or later!"

The white-haired old man said grimly.

"Makes sense."

The group nodded.

One of them suddenly looked at the white-haired old man and asked, "By the way, did you notice that Ancestor Mu’s blood at the corner of his mouth was purple-gold?"

"Hmm?"

"Purple-gold?"

The white-haired old man looked surprised.

He was too angry at the time, so he didn’t notice this detail.

The thirty-one Nine-Star War Saints all nodded.

The white-clothed old man frowned and said, "Impossible, how could there be such blood in the world? You must have seen it wrong."

"Did we really see it wrong?"

The group furrowed their brows tightly.

...

Meanwhile.

Wang Zicheng, carrying Qin Feiyang, was still darting through the seawater at high speed.

After about fifty breaths.

Suddenly.

Wang Zicheng stopped, looking back, seeing the white-clothed old man wasn’t following, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood mist around him also dissipated.

But just as Wang Zicheng turned his head, Qin Feiyang looked as if he had seen a ghost, his face full of shock.

Wang Zicheng’s face was now covered with wrinkles, resembling a seventy-year-old man.

And.

His once muscular body felt like it had been drained, skin and bones, with temples full of white hair.

"It’s just aging, what’s there to look at?"

Wang Zicheng seemed indifferent, as if it were a common occurrence, glanced around, and continued flying ahead.

But his speed wasn’t as fast as before, even slower than usual, he seemed very weak now.

"What happened?"

Qin Feiyang caught up to ask.