Countless tourists panicked and fled.
On the deck of the massive ship, an elderly man with snow-white hair shot into the sky, suspended in mid-air like a Divine being. Wherever he passed, all was frozen, ice blossoms and jade trees blooming into existence.
In the heavens, a blizzard surged wildly. He bathed in snow, his pupils a stark white.
One of the nine great Saints of the Judgement Court—Li Qingsong.
At that moment, two figures shrouded in moon-white robes descended from the skies, crashing onto the deck!
Boom!
Countless tourists were instantly blasted into misty sprays of blood, their bodies reduced to mangled flesh.
A silver-haired youth raised his hand and casually clenched his fingers.
Bang!
The guards rushing in were immediately pulverized into clouds of blood.
Another of the nine great Saints of the Judgement Court—Tianzhou.
Rumble!
Massive columns of seawater erupted skyward, forming immense, arrow-like torrents, poised to rain destruction.
