Chou Qianshui suddenly stood up, his robe flicking a trail of water droplets, while the black robe in front of him fell straight down, blood from the neck flowing swiftly onto the ground, mixing with the rain.
Those tiger-like eyes stared unwaveringly at Pei Ye, who stood before him. The Xuanmen's sudden attack from this distance was nearly fatal to him, and he had no second Great Imperial Decree.
Yet, the young man did not hide his mere Vein Realm cultivation level; he scooped up some rain and wiped his sword, seemingly unaware of being surrounded, saying, "Everyone is dead, why still hold a sword? Planning to avenge him?"
Although he said this, he evidently didn't believe anyone truly had this intention, speaking as he walked past the motionless Chou Qianshui, brushing aside those cold, shimmering weapons, and stepped out to the bow.
The entire deck was silent; he had killed a person but abruptly shattered a world, making everyone momentarily seek their new position.
