However...
Before everyone could make sense of the situation, Fang Zhixing's voice slowly spread: "I'm counting down from five, those who still choose to stay, prepare to die!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
...
Everyone looked at each other, each filled with panic and fear.
Some thought about jumping into the sea to flee, some hesitated, while others stood resolutely behind Ji Yuanwu, swearing to follow him to the death.
"Let's go!"
A group of people quietly left from the rear of the ship, led by "Qingyun Sword Immortal."
He held no grudges against Fang Zhixing, but on the contrary, they owed each other favors.
Furthermore, the Qingyun Sword Immortal and his companions were not under Ji Yuanwu's command and had no loyalty to speak of to him.
The group did not hesitate and quickly left the massive vessel, heading towards the New Continent!
