On the dark green waves, the giant ship sailed with its sails unfurled.
This sea area was murkier than the ones they'd passed before. It seemed as if another world was hidden beneath the sea, sustaining life.
On the deck, Kun and Mu Qingge stood facing each other.
Hmm...
To be precise, Mu Qingge was leisurely lying on a rocking chair, enjoying the view of the Bitter Sea. Kun, however, stood before her, muscles tense, with a guarded expression, refusing Mu Qingge's invitation to sit down.
He was the one chosen by Mu Qingge to come aboard.
The promised ambush, the promised annihilation, was casually thwarted by Mu Qingge.
This time, the Sea Demon Clan lost, and lost miserably.
"Even if you pass through the sea zone controlled by the Sea Demon Clan, there are still other dangers, and you still won't reach the Middle Ancient Realm," Kun couldn't help but say, looking at Mu Qingge's casual demeanor.
