"You're not dead?!"
Chi Lin felt a wave of panic in his heart, coupled with a trace of regret.
It wasn't simply because he had given up his family business; regardless of whether it was Venerate Huanxin or Zhang Kui who survived, he was likely doomed.
What he regretted was not leaving sooner.
He looked at the giant phantom of the Demon Buddha's Golden Body and then at the Dragonbone Ship in the sky, his emotions fluctuating uncontrollably.
"Dragonbone Divine Ship!"
The upper echelons of the East Sea Water Mansion's Sea Race were already annihilated, and the remaining members were utterly despondent. Upon seeing the Sea God Holy Object in the hands of the Human Race, a clattering sound filled the air as they dropped their weapons one by one and surrendered.
Helian Boxiong and Zhu Sheng's temples were already grayed from overusing the Divine Artifacts, yet they exchanged a glance and smiled with joy.
